Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cokelines, artist - Ras Kass. Album song Barmageddon, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.02.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cre8yte
Song language: English
Cokelines |
Nigga you still my Stan, mad he can’t fade us |
So you should hang yourself like Tyler the Creator |
Life ain’t fair: a saint gets aborted |
A serial killer is born, evil gets rewarded |
Dear Lord, ya’ll vision is distorted |
And I wanna save the World but my budget can’t afford it |
But I deserve that gwap like Kanye and Curtis |
A Mayweather life before I lay in riggormortis |
43−0 on the mic retire perfect |
Couple new niggas hot now they claiming he the furnace?! |
They ask if Ras could spit on the sun and burn it |
Is Sandusky guilty? |
You already know the verdict |
Yeah! |
im in the club poppin bottles of Moet |
With a Magic Johnson portable AIDS test |
Staring up this dames dress, but I dont mean no harm |
Amino acid ratchet rap rapid fire bars |
Life is like sniffing up a coke line |
Ayo Listen, life is like sniffing up a coke line |
Took a scripture out of the Bible and I wrote mine |
I’m so prolific like a prophet when I quote lines |
Barmageddon with bars, Scarface the world is mine |
Dollar bills I’mma burn it, the System I overturn it |
New government is emerging, ya’ll doin alot of splurging |
Its like I’m fucking a virgin, no, my dick is determined |
I’m spitting verbal vermin, hate rats like Mark Furman |
This gargoyle rap music make you wanna act stupid |
Ignorant son of a bitch — fuck Rap Music! |
Whites doing black music, blacks doing white music |
We can all get along and make Fight Music |
I live this shit, I dont even like music |
Rather do a heist to it silence the lambs |
Most niggas in my hood is dying ofr grams |
Me and Ras set up shop |
I came with the pot |
Cooked it on the stove top |
Til it formed to a rock |
Tell Shorty hit the block |
We about to get the gwap |
Dont talk to the cops |
Respect me like your Pops |
Me and Ag set up shop |
He came with the pot |
Cooked it on the stove top |
Til it formed to a rock |
Tell Shorty hit the block |
We about to get the gwap |
Dont talk to the cops |
Respect me like your Pops |