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letra de startercoat - royce da 5'9''

[intro]
(mr. porter)
ryan daniel montgomery
5’9″
july 5, 1977
detroit, michigan
porter, you a real n-gga, man

[verse 1]
it all started with a starter coat
the starter pistol got us out the momma jokes
the house party finally started, now it’s time to go
get some p-ssy sponsored by the barber and a bar of soap
i’m stealing cars, it wasn’t logical
but on the bright side, they taught us how to drive ’em doe
we used to tilt them b-tches with screw drivers
so i’m kinda used to being at the bottom of your columns, ho
but the billboard list was kinda comical
how the f-ck was it designed and chronicled
i can see it now for sho’
bunch of blasés from a buncha artists with a timeless flow
gettin’ trampled over on a 20 year old blogger flow
if ‘pac ain’t on your list then you ain’t f-ckin’ logical
i’m talkin’ up the sh-t, not no f-ckin’ 5 or 4
what you gon’ tell me when i tell you
‘pac introduced me to the f-ckin’ unlv starter coat
it all started with a starter coat
wonderin’ why brenda threw that baby in the garbage fo’
on my way to cop my navy blue starter coat
it all started with a starter coat
the starter pistol kept n-ggas out here from startin’ smoke
without it i’d be dead or be an artichoke
the 9 iron armor in the heart of gold (it’s that fo’)
n0body witchu n-gga that’s the art of war (let’s go to war)
but do not forget you f-ckin’ start it doe (that’s my mama)
(woah, what kinda coat is that?) starter coat

[bridge]
i grew up with three brothers
as soon as i was born my lungs collapsed
and i had to be hooked up to a ventilator

[verse 2]
now a n-gga shining though
growing up i gave a lotta n-ggas shiners though
i gave a lot of people my respect
daddy taught me that one growing up
he threw me through a shower door
i used to wonder why my uncle looking startled fo’
crawlin’ around all on the ground like his heart is broke
i found out he got a crack problem
and he thought he dropped a couple particles
well i’m a f-cking alcoholic so, who am i to judge?
i’m just honorable, i be temporarily in love when i’m inside a ho
i’m a pure artist, i don’t need to see the charts
to know the art is under our control
highs, lows, problems, pain, drama that’s what’s optimal
i guess i’m just the best at thanking god
and feeling awesome though
cause i survived the era of the starter coat
it all started with the starter coat
i lost my virginity aboard the f-cking boblo boat
i ain’t graduate on time, i ain’t go to college so
a couple friends of mine did, other friends of mine dead
i’m f-ckin reminded, just because i made the most money
that don’t mean i went the farthest though
i hope my college friends reminded
you got degrees that don’t mean you the smartest though
mo’ money, mo’ problems
i lost plenty mo’ marbles on my marble floor
then i left in my starter coat
what they taught us that was all a joke
you may not got a lotta dollars at least you got a post
i’m arguing with satan screaming “i don’t barter souls!”
please don’t take my memories of me and my starter coat

[outro]
what kind of coat is that? starter coat
what kind of coat is that? starter coat
what kind of coat is that? starter coat
what kind of coat is that? starter coat

- royce da 59

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