Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fresh F. Specifics, artist - CoatesAlbum song Supernova, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.10.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Think Twice
Song language: English
Fresh F. Specifics |
| Intro: Golden Boy |
| Yeah, fuckin up, yo, not enough, spark a bagel |
| Verse 1: Golden Boy |
| It’s the rougher, rhymer slash hustler subscriber |
| I stumble from under covers to plain clothes by the |
| Time most other folks luncheon |
| My line of work don’t require nothing like punching |
| The clock, I talk right off top, mic’ed, on topic or all live |
| I’m trying to find a spot in the tropic |
| Come off it, nah truly |
| Yo this shit is like rap video shoot without the total treats |
| Unique the way he rips any kind of paper |
| Do his duty to confine the data from a faker |
| Plagiarizer please take a skydeezy from a scraper |
| I’m fiending for the cherry vapor |
| Very high |
| Carry my merry men to the airy sky valkyries prepare to die |
| Or however you pronounce it, I’ve been in areas with hairy ounces |
| Buried into coffee grounds |
| When he go to get a cup of joe, get astounded |
| Think I seen a pound of green in the Folger’s brown |
| So you found it, better go to town and start breaking up |
| I’m saying son, baking is the best park of waking up |
| Hook: Golden Boy |
| Yo, yo, yo, yo, the business |
| Need to ship it, dip it in some Folger’s |
| Even the most cultured doberman couldn’t sniff it |
| They missed it |
| Well heck, I’m liking this system |
| Smells fresh, exciting |
| It’s so exciting to me |
| Verse 2: Coates |
| Yo two seven percent forties are the Irish jetpacks |
| And my incredible hulk innards will fight setbacks |
| Mount really where cold winters are froze stiller |
| Icicles in his speech homie I’m mad chiller |
| When he cam to the fork in the road, headed straight to the space whip |
| Birds eye view of the prose, rhymes like a lightbulb with no switch |
| Scratch every January holding no chips |
| Puffy coates is a herbalist on a mission to make weed immediately |
| Thought he was a journalist, so blitzed |
| Must have put the stash in the Folgers |
| Supernova sighting on the couch in a coma |
| If I don’t get some fuckin vitamin d sippin the grey sky |
| Heineken where is the sky hiding it |
| And for the dust on my mpc let’s make em envy |
| Hook: Golden Boy |
| Yo, yo, yo, yo, the business |
| Need to ship it, dip it in some Folger’s |
| Even the most cultured doberman couldn’t sniff it |
| They missed it |
| Well heck, I’m liking this system |
| Smells fresh, exciting |
| It’s so exciting to me |
| Verse 3: Golden Boy |
| Sunset rider train level boss pistol dueling |
| Slick rolling dive behind boxes while I’m shooting |
| Both hands drooling, fat yellow slugs slow movement |
| Laid back coolin on the track metal slug music |
| Batter up for X Factor, who’s in it for the cheddar only when they need to use |
| it |
| And which crew’s got my back now from the ruthless |
| Ruin of the stackhound |
| Boot it up the cut with the cracked valves cooing |
| Sounding like cats and the raccoons scrapping out back of old shacks on the |
| mountain |
| Cut me slack or be found in the fountain |
| Let the track breathe |
| Get to howling |
| Let the track breathe |
| Get to howling |
| Hook: Golden Boy |
| Yo, yo, yo, yo, the business |
| Need to ship it, dip it in some Folger’s |
| Even the most cultured doberman couldn’t sniff it |
| They missed it |
| Well heck, I’m liking this system |
| Smells fresh, exciting |
| It’s so exciting to me |