Cottage Grove Seminars

[Verse 1: Vic Spencer]
Cottage grove on my slope
It’s a timebomb in this bitch with no tick
Every time you look up in the mirror you get sick, uh
I got a good look, you rappers is ass
No need to have a gun if I can fracture your abs
Out of my class, the rhyme look like shattering glass
Break the back board, the dunk is a blast from the past
Blood on my SB’s skate or die
Don’t call my iPhone call my Razr line
Back on my business, I haven’t bought a suit this year
You at all the parties when no bitch said you were cute this year
Felony niggas on the block right after jail
Light up the L, you never did right for your self
Old fairytale rapper, I should give you wings and a twinkly toes
Infrared look like pimples on your nose
I’m on Cottage Grove with the cottage cheese
I could smell a rat from a mile away, nobody stopping me
Unless you blind, this virtual life
When the gun jam I had to cuss at the pipe (Fuck)
There’s niggas still out here hustling white
You looking real hot dog, you need to put the mustard on light
And if I ain’t touching the mic I’m somewhere smoking
Or I’m doing both even the microphone started choking
I got a target but it’s out in the open
This shit is over with, load the clips
I’m where the ocean is, this is a motion pic

[Verse 2: Grafh]
Tell Virgil write brick on my brick
Extendo looking like a scooter, night stick in my grip
A thousand grams of fried fish on my grits, I eat hearty
You in the street hardly
Get your favorite rapper beat and robbed at his release party
I spark ‘til the steam foggy
Leap frog is he retarded, at least partly
I let your daughter do what she want to I’m Steve Harvey (Lauri)
Your costume jewelry is made of a cheap Barbie (Plastic)
These crystals got the bud looking like a bleached palm tree
The heat palm me
So when you scream and I speak calmly (Shut up)
Brick in the water, the key soggy
He’s probably Mr. Miyagi, key-rate
Fresh off the boat the white girl PYT
So fresh before you bust it open gotta see ID
My gun smoking like G Ali nigga
I’m B.I.G. nigga, King Kong
But I’m more like Biggie Smalls than Big Sean (Baby)
Two bitches hands in my drawls, ping pong (Serve)
Swing my arms while I’m swinging my arms
Who shot ya? (Boom)

[Outro: Grafh]
Groovy
My name Grafh ho
Team Bang
Big gang
Gang gang gang gang