Coffee

My coffee tastes like crap, but, yo
It's okay 'Cause the racks I be
Cuttin' up is the cocaine
And I spray tight raps and rock a shows stage
So, homie
Lay right back and watch me flow great
My coffee tastes like crap, but, yo
It's so great
'Cause I be makin' dope tunes
While you're so baked
Catch me makin' those moves
While you go hate
Rappers wanna get on a track
I tell 'em no way

You couldn't mess with this MC
Because my clique is the best
And we rip them beats
So catch me spit a fresh
Free on some cigarette steeze
When I incinerate the living dead
And litter their debris, i couldn't
Give a shit about the east or the west coast
'Cause I be chillin' in my
Street with the best flows
These wannabes see me and their head blows
'Cause I'm still a teen
But I ain't drinkin' lean and techno
Imagery is dead, yo
All these cats are blind drunk
Lookin' for a nice buzz or temporary high
Fuck sentiment is tied up
It's all instant pleasure
Me, now, everything
The system gets no better
Fuck that shit, you're a rugrat, kid
On some instant gratification and
Dumb wack shit while I kick the fattest of
Flavours and come back quick
I want your kicks, bangles and blazers
So run that shit
If your hearts in your wallet then
I'll hock it for a fiver a star
'cause you're droppin' proper
Dollars on designer
Ya liar, your wack threads lack moral fibre
Comin' up so quick
I catch the bends like a diver
I keep it live, son, no CDJ's
You wanna peep my tape? You
Better see me play
I speak frees for days while
They stumble and cry
I leave 'em hung up and dry
Forever wonderin' why

My coffee tastes like crap, but, yo
It's okay 'Cause the racks I be cuttin'
Up is the cocaine
And I spray tight raps and rock a shows stage
So, homie
Lay right back and watch me flow great
My coffee tastes like crap, but, yo
It's so great
'Cause I be makin' dope tunes
While you're so baked
Catch me makin' those moves
While you go hate
Rappers wanna get on a track
I tell 'em no way

I'm smokin' mics while you're
Tokin' a pipe ya low life
Got you frozen in ice while I'm openly nice
Your lines are coated in vice while
I be dope as ya like
Flowin' a tide over the vocal device
It's the mechanical mouth always
Yabbin' it loud yellin' what rap is about
In tyrannical shouts
Like stop stackin' the pounds
Start attractin' a crowd
You are not packin' the pounds you're
A FAB with a mouth
'Cause you can't do what I do, it's a fact
Spit a little rap, got ya zippin' ya bags
Your shit is the wack
A victim of belligerent trash
I'm infinitely spittin' writtens, so
They're killin' in packs, so
Put down the rhyme pad, and grab an axe
The only way to slash my fat is
With a stab to the back
Ravagin' cats with a savage attack
Carry a wax till I damage my back, check it
It's that
Rhyme conducting, mind fucking mic buster
With the slightest touch i'm
Annihilating a violent muster
And I'm risin' up with ya violent
Side while your eyes encumbered
Rival riders couldn't my Harley
Divisive structure fuck ya
It's the thought fiend droppin' morphine
Raw schemes
Makin' sore teams wanna torch me
You sport that corny deplorable dork steeze
My team all sweet
Hittin' scriptures at the warp speed

My coffee tastes like crap, but, yo
It's okay 'Cause the racks I be cuttin'
Up is the cocaine
And I spray tight raps and rock a shows stage
So, homie
Lay right back and watch me flow great
My coffee tastes like crap, but, yo
It's so great
'Cause I be makin' dope tunes
While you're so baked
Catch me makin' those moves
While you go hate
Rappers wanna get on a track
I tell 'em no way

"Oh no" "Ready, set, and begin"
"" "Oh no"
"Ready, set, and begin"
"You bite, I'll take your life
Best believe that's word"