| Yeah, fuck taking hip hop back
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| We moving shit forward
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| East Coast Avengers
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| Celph Titled the captain of decapitation
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| One two, one two
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| Trademarc mic check
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| Esoteric mic check
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| DC beat check
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| Demigodz, AOTP
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| We slice necks, let’s go
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| We’re young, bored, not dumb, self-absorbed
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| Numb, heroes unsung
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| Now I’ve been holding my tongue (why?)
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| Cause our slang sound dumb when you’re over 31
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| You’re overdone, overhyped, overpaid
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| Overnight stars can’t write two bars without an oversight
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| Fronting like an overbite, it’s only right (what?)
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| There’s been a lot of lonely nights
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| Where I struggle and fight well I cope
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| Is like juggling knifes on tightropes at a frightening height
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| Wrists sliced open both, writing suicide notes
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| With knots in your throat like boxes of votes (what's wrong?)
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| I’ve seen enough doctors in cloaks
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| It’s unimpressive, I’m clinical
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| Manic depressive, cynical
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| Mood swings move like rings
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| Cyclical, panic obsessive, I can be aggressive
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| It’s typical to find me ripping you, it’s overly excessive
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| Everything I spit at you, admit it you openly try to ridicule
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| But you could never swallow everything you bit into
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| Straight out, more or less you gone fade out
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| Laid out before like you like your shadow when the shade out
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| Don’t make me pull the one plus eight out
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| Are you listening?
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| If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the east
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| East Coast boom bap, pm to the am
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| The revolution is near, are you listening?
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| It ain’t hard to tell I’m the East Coast Overdose
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| If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the east
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| East Coast, Avengers, pm to the am
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| Some say the revolution is near, are you listening?
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| East Coast boom bap, all day
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| I let a wild bull loose on the White House lawn
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| Twenty minutes later I have the President on the horn (word is bond)
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| And that’s real talk
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| With phony silence, one look in my rhyme book, homie, and it’s only violence
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| At the telly in a bathrobe with loaded chrome
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| Vacation in Boca Raton, left you with broken bones
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| If you provoke then it’s on, that means we get it popping
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| Cop a thousand bricks from a thousand cops at a government auction
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| We rap regurgitators, repeat my verse, my fans say shit cause my words
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| contagious
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| In hindsight, I guess I rhyme like no other MC can rhyme like
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| Think you better then I’m like: «Yeah right.»
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| Cause ain’t nobody that sounds like this
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| I’m a motherfucking rap perfectionist
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| So all the other MCs that came before me
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| Gotta realise that I’m the future, you will adorn me
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| And did I mention that, I’m pitching crack?
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| Underhand with rubber bands and my East Coast Avengers mask
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| Begin my wrath in a Samurai sword stance
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| Thought you went to Heaven but got denied by the doorman
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| Are you listening?
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| If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the east
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| East Coast boom bap, pm to the am
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| The revolution is near, are you listening?
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| It ain’t hard to tell I’m the East Coast Overdose
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| If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the east
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| East Coast, Avengers, pm to the am
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| Some say the revolution is near, are you listening?
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| East Coast boom bap, all day
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| After PE but before Flavor of Love
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| After Jay-Z but before he got played in clubs
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| There was an MC spitting that wasn’t afraid of blood
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| That wasn’t afraid of struggle, that wasn’t afraid to muscle
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| His way in the game with hustle like Russel and have a cheque
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| We power forward, you were gone, just a passing threat
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| Plus that hood you grew up in, that’s the top of a bassinet
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| You’re more mental than ghetto son of Geppetto
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| I’m a rebel yelling devil, I’ma level your empire
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| Y’all fail again, we got the Midi Alien
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| East Coast Avengers dawg, I ain’t in blood
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| Lie in the mud, run for cover
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| Thought they fly in the SCUD’s
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| You can’t handle bare facts with the mind of a cup
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| These thugs wanna go out with a bang but die with a sigh and a thud
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| Tell me what’s cool with that, tell me what’s hood with that
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| Tell me you’re pushing a pen dawg and I’ll push your crack
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| If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the east
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| East Coast boom bap, boom bap
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| The revolution is near, are you listening?
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| It ain’t hard to tell I’m the East Coast Overdose
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| If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the east
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| East Coast boom bap, East Coast Overdose
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| The revolution is near, are you listening?
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| East Coast boom bap, all day
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| East Coast boom bap, East Coast Overdose
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| East Coast
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| Boom Bap
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| My man Statik Selektah with that ziggah ziggah, good looks
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| DC with the, uh, you know what he brings to the table |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song East Coast Overdose , by - East Coast Avengers. Song from the album Prison Planet - The Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп