Cocaine II

{Verse 1: Sebastian Dark}
That spit shells the size of Crystal Burgers
I never heard of you, over night murderers
Daddy Free, Daddy Free, w'sup, who callin me?
Blowing up shit like the phone be
Spittin heat when i'm lonely
I am the don, I be robbin sons like i'm Leon
You can't fuck with the God, he's seven bars beyond
Now the mouse is out on his way to public school
You know it's rude but it's smooth and it's way cool
I got that shiny cold shit, my wrists keeps freezing
Booty rappers I call em chester cuz they shit sound cheesy
But I play it cool like my boy Bart Simpson
Slithers with her forked tongue open ears listen
Esoteric's dialogue's outlawed by demagogues
Might not be a god at this but i'm atleast a demi-god
Getting drunk, hitting clubs, and I'm selling off prescription drugs
When the mayor knuckle dust city worker bugs
People always tell me deep shit just call me the reciever
All my homies stay right by me, my bars hotter than a heater
I got brother's fecious, blood on my sneakers
I tell them bitches to spread wide, under the gymnasium bleachers
Now you got these mother fuckers telling me to slow down
What can you say? I'm a fast mc from around the town
The higher-ups know they making cash, they on the take
Homie you soft somethin similar to a pound cake
From when these fuckin' cops is stressin'
I'm sick and tired of suckers second guessin'
Windows start shaking, car seats quaking
Took lil beat and that's all I'm taking
And let me tell you bout the trade-in policy
The Glock pop three and I get away scott free
Shit shaky, shook bitches leak in they shorts
Got crazy bars it's all in the game like EA Sports

{Verse 2: Sebastian Dark}
Sold the cocaine and no more cocaine
Fame is a shield i'm all about the money and the fame
Getting all of the benjamins i'm making it rain
I don't want yall to do this just let me refrain
I just keep blowing up like a damn raider
Man i'm like Jack Taylor headin to the trailer and his truck too
You bitches poppin mollys (mali) while i'm heading to Timbuktu
I feel like i'm CeeLo when i'm like "fuck you"
Foul lines like a freethrow, like a vortex you suck too
Imma get the big black man on the mic yeah you know who

{Verse 3: Tyrone Williams}
Like a flame thats been ignited I won't go out easily
Spitting the heat so breezily
I am just extremely
Great, can't succeed without a little bit of hate
Imprint my status, and hit from deep like the golden state
Just dont let the 6 get too close or we gonna lose like 4 straight
There is no debate, spit so fast you'd think I'm on cocaine
Welcolme to my domain, I own this place
Born on the west coast of the United States
I'm going to fast, light speed in fact, hyperspace
And when I returned home yeah they got hyped fo days
I'll be quick to put a nigga in his place
Hope that weed you smoking ain't laced
Because if so, you gonna be fuckin dazed fo days

{Verse 4: Tyrone Williams}
I told em one time as a warning but the second time I'll go harder
Hitting these fuckin bombs like out the parkers, go a lil farther
Ya hairlines lookin a little creased, come see my barber
Jack my homeboy and he's reppin all of the farmers
I'll go easy for starters, never running out of energy, I need no charger
Blowing these mother fuckers outta the water like the homie Malcolm do
Yeah I'll challenge you, I'll end you before the count of two
Yeah these crowd pleasers always acting like they have it rough, but no one ever doubted you