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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Coast Contra
Coast Contra
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Jamal Morrison
Eric Jamal Morrison
Lyrics
Taj Austin
Taj Austin
Songwriter
Ras Austin
Ras Austin
Songwriter
Mario Lozano Mosquera
Mario Lozano Mosquera
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dem Jointz
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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