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coast contra – speechless freestyle lyrics

[verse 1: eric jamal]
it go hut hut, blue 42 red 47
this is o.d.b in the form of his resurrection
did you catch that, lend him a hand i’m talkin’ beckham
or david how i kick it, goliath bet get to steppin’
this is big sh+t, unwrap gifts you feel my presents
this for u+god, i shaolin my soul and vessel
i could inspectah deck but i trust the hand i was dealt with
and ever since i rza i knew that i knew the method (wu!)
ghost faces every time i get on a record
label me a k!llah, my microphone is my weapon
i be looking at my brothers like bodies that’s in a session
’cause if i don’t watch my body they’ll body me in a second
peer pressure, every verse is a vendetta
you ain’t never seen a group or collective that’s this eclectic
rio loz a goat and to all you sheep, i’m the shepard
and the twins been towering ever since 9+11
boy y’all two plane, saying they sayin’ that you best
my n+gga, hussein? doing ’bout anything for da check
my n+gga, you playin’, showin’ ya bling bling ya necklace
n+gga, bedrock, give me that chain, nice fruity pebbles
i’m a cereal k!ller, look at you like what’s for breakfast?
n+gga, milking the game, coming for seconds
n+ggas want more but never wanna learn the lesson
even when it’s at the expense of our adolescence
who gon’ protect the kids when they teaching kids this what s+x is?
sucking d+ck at eleven, “throat baby” her favorite record
thinking the only way that she get respect if she necked
going down at that age, i think i know where we’re headed
i reckon if you check it, we in the days of the reckon
the message from the reverend that in the end we’ll accept
men and women won’t work together, the children will give direction
the world will be upside down, we’ll really live in inception (woah!)
[verse 2: ras austin]
i found the edge of my understanding then jumped
fell tumbling, stomach rumbling, forced to digest a hunch
humbling, now i’m mumbling god’s words to the monks
while ya fumbling, i’ve been summoning champions outta chumps
facts, i see the best in the worst, it’s y’all perspective inverted
you know you the god emcee when even the mp3’s converted
i heard it all before, i heard it, heard it once or twice
we livin’ in utopia, these n+ggas swear they nice
i really wrote, then wrote again, pen swaying like the pendulum swaying they votes again
we the people’s choice, we’re chose, i don’t know ’bout them
don’t ask ’bout none of them
golden, my aura floating, divinity settled in
god see me as god, your description’s unsettling
me, myself see it eye to eye when i look withinwhat else am i lookin’ for?
used to chase dreams ’til i realized as a dreamer, they’re close than it seemed
i remember when i was broke, well hold up, nah scheem
that’s a symptom of mental illness, i fixed my esteem
ras is wealthy as every valuable resource seen
instead of disagreeing, remain speechless king (one)

[verse 3: taj austin]
i finished chasin’ perfection, it’s never far away
rather head in that direction and step at a calm pace
it ain’t hard to stumble in broad day
a shame when fame give weight to your name, heckles echo the hallway
philosophies we adopt, that’s all we got
i watched teams succumb to an i, like a cyclops
where we divide, who’s left to carry the one that won’t survive
how the f+ck can we keep the peace if we hardly keep the vibe
pray at least, victory is sweet and misery is brief
it’s a triumph if you still alive, the reaper is a thief
quick to hold something, but it never seems to be released
we hold back tears and reminisce, then history repeats
sh+t is mobb deep, “the infamous” “murda muzik” on y’all streets
ain’t got style and lack technique
pops blessed me, you might find god in my ancestry
holla at nas, tell him assess me
soon as i do a mic check, i’m gon’ finesse nike
remember days i had less and now that’s less likely
i get love from the utmost, f+ck if less like me
showing love to the utmost, although it’s less like me
proof, my group connect old to the youth
and speak for those predisposed to the truth
it’s coast contra
[verse 4: rio loz]
i’ve been flippin’ sh+t since i was on the flip side of the equator
inherited the flavor, marinating in the slums ’til the day i got my papers
immigrants just wanna make it, ain’t no opportunities where i’m from
ain’t even got the basics, scr+ping the bottom of the pot
just tryna feed the babies
corruption around the corner, from the pastors to the governors
every sin be weighing the same on that triple beam scale
in the land of cocaine, you sell yourself if you don’t sell
youngins rob and steal with the steel
they in a rush to grow up, so they can’t chill or sit still
but check it, where i’m from, everybody numb
they say it must be the drugs, i say it’s all the funerals we attend every month
gracias dios, i’m blessed up
survived death more than once, i been here before, this ain’t beginner’s luck
i’m at war with the melting pot, let it spill over every block
i’m on the road to riches with n+ggas that’s down to go the extra mile and walk
pick a rapper like a lock, and drop ’em like a bag of rocks
my memories would leave you speechless, that’s why i don’t like to talk
this started in my heart and walked out my thoughts
coming at ya live, it’s the poet from the slums (uh)
sí!

- coast contra lyrics

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