Testo Coke - U-God, Raekwon & Slaine
Testo della canzone Coke (U-God, Raekwon & Slaine), tratta dall'album Dopium
(Freeze!) Fix your face when we rhyme and we been crazy
(Rock!) Throw mad bullets at you, jump in a new space
Be all my goons is frustrated, boning they P.U.'s
It's obvious we do this, we bust haters
Yo, gun selectors, dumb detectives
Chase my niggas talking slick, where that Lex kid at?
You know we cooling, we Darth Vaders
Always in black uniforms, rocking Clarks and shark gators
Can't tell me nothing, I been shaking
Pull out them slammers, regulate the streets, I bake Satan
How many of us'll take paper and start a war?
It's like starting up a store that sell aces
All my colors and bad brothers
Rad coverage, black gloves-eses, leathers and glass lovers
Introduce these leaders, born to take money
These niggas beat us and strangle us up, go get Jesus
The coke, the coca, the cocaine
The C.O.K.E., it's coke mayne
They lift the weight up in snow planes
Put the coke up in your brain
The coke, the coca, the cocaine
The C.O.K.E., it's coke mayne
The prices rise like some propane
The nicest guys become so vain
Illegal transport, son, I throw bombs back and forth
It's a contact sport, get your arm cracked off
Yo, I blast like I'm task force, stash in my dashboard
Exercise black thought, dance on the cat walk
Grew up on the asphalt, trying to get my gat off
Watch for the hand off, I'mma get my plans off
Wipe you and your mans off, everybody huddle up
Twenty cent dime pieces, watch the water bubble up
A piece of the puzzle, son, pieces crumble up
My whole life was troublesome, now I'm into major things
Made it this far, kid, the God got on angel wings
Every time the flavor bring tons of coke, mad gross
True cause of lactose, I'm underground like railroad
Mad low, son, in this hellhole of animal
Friendship is flammable, no shame for some
To blow brains out for fun over cocaine and guns
The coke, the coca, the cocaine
The C.O.K.E., it's coke mayne
They lift the weight up in snow planes
Put the coke up in your brain
The coke, the coca, the cocaine
The C.O.K.E., it's coke mayne
The prices rise like some propane
The nicest guys become so vain
Ever since I been a youth, I been bent on stoops sipping gin and juice
Introduced to the dope game, shooting on bent up hoops
Rolling around in stolen cars, nah, these ain't no rented coupes
Crimeys behind me, they all grimy, ninety percent of coupes
I'm wired in the booth, put the ashes in the pipe
Blow torch to the kush, my fire is winter proof
Old thoughts are black and white pictures, now they're developing
Skeletons surrounded by archangels and seraphims
Cellophane packages distributed through the whole hood
Tell them this racket is bad for them, but it's so good
Are you a fighter? Real life scuffle, no dirt clean
Plus a murder, had a hustle since thirteen
I got my mind in focus where you've never been at
How you think I made a hundred grand from where my pen's at?
Fuck the fortune and the glamour, I don't need no fame
I piss whiskey and spit fire, I bleed cocaine
The coke, the coca, the cocaine
The C.O.K.E., it's coke mayne
They lift the weight up in snow planes
Put the coke up in your brain
The coke, the coca, the cocaine
The C.O.K.E., it's coke mayne
The prices rise like some propane
The nicest guys become so vain
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
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Writer(s): Lamont Hawkins
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