Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Coast Contra
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Jamal Morrison
Lyrics
Taj Austin
Songwriter
Ras Austin
Songwriter
Mario Lozano Mosquera
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dem Jointz
Producer
Lyrics
We by ourselves in this rap shit
Whole world gone mad everybody tripping
Acting out of character, is this an audition?
Why y'all think we formed this rap coalition
Cuz y'all on bullshit and we ain't wanna listen nah
Nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah we ain't listen nah
Nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah we ain't listen nah
Ten toes down putting my foot in they ass
(He tried to get back up!)
Dump the shit out his ass
(C'mon!)
That's what happen when you don't learn respect pussy
*Spits* You don't spit like that (Rookie!)
I spit fire who you think started this pit fire (Woo!)
The Avatar with the bars boy I been fire (That's facts)
Turn your day off to a layoff this big fire (Stay home!)
And my kiths attire nigga the whole fit fire
They don't drip like this (Not like this)
Some do but not just like this (Not like this)
No shame it took years just to get like this
Met your chick, she was cute with a lisp
Made out with her
She was like "I ain't never kith like this"
Mwah!
Yeah nigga chefs kiss, next is
No look passes, I'm putting magic in this next dish
(What's that cooking!)
*Mouth smacks* The best shit
Curry over goats we underrated on some Steph shit
(Yo) These niggas is (What)
Scratching and itching and (We uh)
Grind on the mission (And uh)
Moving with rhythm (Through what)
Graffiti building (To what)
Speaking through lyrics (For what)
(Real Hip-hop, this what you been missing!)
It go la-la-la-la-ma-ma-ma-ma
Okay you a goat but what's a goat to a llama
La-la-la-la-ma-ma-ma-ma
Okay you a goat but what's a goat to a llama
Okay it's Coast Contra, four monsters will conquer
Any king dumb enough thinking that they could stop us (Stop who)
Talk heavy to enlighten, go blanka
When you hear the mantra (Contra! Contra!)
Please don't seize, when I find beats I throw tantrums
I showboat with all my flows, I am anchor
We don't diss, we throw up fists like black panthers
When you hear this anthem (Contra! Contra!)
Caution of my flows I warn you they're very hot
Niggas do my flows, I watch them hit belly flops
Calling me a hero, paint murals on every block
I'm feeling like Static Shock nigga!
Ayo ayo it's
So easy a caveman can do it
Why you can't do it
Coast Contra flows too fluid
Throw stones, we rock right through it
Punchline after punchline, hook leave rappers black and bluish
Hip-hop bitch you can't sue us
Best group out thought you knew it
The echoes from the silent remind him
The twinkle in they eyes was the stars in alignment
Time tells all, I got the details arriving
And if you close your eyes you could retrace the mileage
They want me to forget so I can blame my environment
Drugs, corruption, killers, thieves, violence
Guns, pollution, hunger, still surviving
Fighting through the noise of police sirens
Shit, between a rock and a hard place is where you'll find me
Rocking the mic like a baby that keeps crying, wah
Te tumbo la peluca, la única persona
Con más tumbado, grito azúcar
Pa la USA me fui, detras la lucas
Want the loot, mi gente necesita ayuda
Hit the booth, todo lo que escucho es basura
One two, los dejó frito como yuca! (Yo yo)
I took the kingpin approach line for line
Don't let the smile fool you my style dope
Don't need a plug but more power to ya
Straight out the jungle bow head with a
Crouching tiger while his stomach rumbles
Amen the praying mantis, hallelujah
Nigga I'm wild and get hostile quick
That's right, I want what's old like I feel nostalgic
Fuck around, make this a sci-fi flick
Cloth Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Kith
Nigga act like you ain't seen this god body fabric
(What that mean?)
Address me in real nigga fashion
(What that mean?)
You gotta follow suit, stop slacking
I fly nonstop plus I'm a wear of what's happenin'
Huh-uh yeah you looking at the god Emcee in his prime
Infinite lines that rhyme forever, this the flow of time
This rap shit, it's gon' be ours any minute now
Niggas clock and watching how we get down, what's up
Ayo I'm back, Ras the flow god
I'm back, Ras can run shit with no yards
In fact it sound like I'm back
They spinal cords attached to AUX cords
The way they run it back
This shit is gonna impact your posture
We realigning rap
Now make space for the next take on the great white shark
It's jaws dropping
When I make my art yellow text for them all to read
And say by heart
How many days I fought
Niggas don't know, trained till exhaust
In a dojo had to smash stack after stack on them writers block
I am hip-hop ask my pop, ask all my mom and them
Y'all rap the same, the same lil rap name
These niggas homonyms
I don't even see the harm in them
Coast, you can feel the ambience
We floating above conscious
The most high giving compliments
The most I can accomplish is
The best, one wanna flex
One wanna test, none want consequence
Blessed, I ain't stressed
Ain't been impressed by no monuments
They build shrines for the idle times
I can the signs of the times we in
These God lines are the guidelines of the minds of men
Authorized for this dominance
We on the rise, spitting rhymes with kith
It's Coast Contra, the livest clique nigga
Writer(s): Dwayne Abernathy Jr, Eric Morrison, Mario Lozano Mosquera, Austin Taj Imaan, Austin Ras Hasaan
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