I F'd Up

[Intro: Taj] We up on Cosmic Kev, man, uh Been a dream for a minute, so have to be here, you know what I'm sayin'? Apt. 505 is out right now Coast Contra in the buildin', my name is Taj Austin by the way Let's get to it Let me feel it right quick, uh, uh, uh [Verse 1: Taj] If it ain't the coast, it's light, it's morse code Like the cast of Coda, we ain't here for these award shows We was bein' nice, we knock twice, then let the door closed Culture paid the price and now it's like y'all being foreclosed, huh It's been a hard time and long grind, so I can't forsakе the rest By design I program my mind to еliminate the best Is it an agoraphobic trait to stand first place? Yes 'Cause of a loss I can't accept, had a profound concept Wanna separate from the herd I will need the urge of Johnny Depp versus My Life in the worst version, holdin' the burdens of regret, uh A chain'll never hang from my neck, my shoulders heavy Run a chip off the old block from the boulder that I hold already Life's precious, lose that, then it's all over Rather Guard-AI, than to let God hit me with the cross over Talk money? Yeah, the talk's over I'll leave a nigga message left on read next to the Mars Rover All of my thoughts depart, sober, been ten years since I bought a soda Hold up, yeah, showin' New York, but shout-out to Philly And my voice is 'bout to echo the Apple just like Siri E-equals-MC-squared by Einstein, still we compare Rio to nothin' Not even mine, monasteries, Ras' pick Gettin ad-lib straight from the tooth-fairy I be clowning, calling "Not It" 'cause the kid is too scary It's hurtful, like the amount on my Herschel Tryna ball hardest, define mines account sayin' Urcle That's why the Coast going commercial But I treat ya top five worse than a Joe Jackson rehearsal 'Cause them boys are not live, we don't never seem to fit in We have never seen to Philly, plus the shit too contrived We was taught to channel greatness, saw some thoughts to describe You should go and cop the album with the officer's pie 'Cause what we kick is universal, plus the thought come from God It's the 5'9" giant, said it time and time again I don't care who? What? Where? What's on my mind is "When?" I never took a loss with peace, never lost sleep Never count sheep, never count me out as a black sheep That's a count to infinity Mentally I resurrect the feelin of Big L, hand it off to my enemy I'm drippin' holy water in this bitch, it's drenched in alkalinity I'm convinced niggas ain't hit this watch ten times just like the omnitrix We couldn't build rocks so we built the monolith Who knew Area 51 would be the sponsor? Newest niggas in the game, don't forget the name, it's Coast Contra Taj Austin, goddamn, nigga, let's go Cosmic Kev, what's up? Yeah [Interlude: Ras] Oh yeah, it's my turn, baby Sokrates and Moses, yessir Ayo, Kev, it's been a dream, man, it's been a dream, I swear to God I swear to God, I swear to God Yo check it, uh, yo [Verse 2: Ras] It's been a dream for so long, Kev, to reach this place with my dogs Type dream you hold on too long, it test your faith with your God Kev, they don't know the tears we shed, the shakes, the withdrawals I was fiendin', pipe-dreamin', spittin' crack through my jaw My back on the wall, reality checks was payin' the costs I'm payin' my dues, my inner demons wagin' a war Los Angelan, Los Angeles where niggas' halos is bought My morals exhausted, while heaven's gate's surveyin' my flaws Just let me in, please, just let me in the land of milk and honey Calisthenics, exercise my demons, really sweat the money I'm offended by these fuckin' rappers, thinkin' this shit funny Gave my life, so much sacrifice, the Reaper gon' refund me Blood in the water, shark fins on the coast that I chartered I stayed afloat, wanted to pop with all the love of a daughter Turned radical on ya, the knock-knock wasn't loud enough for ya The block might, brrt, chop-chop, nigga, open this door up Blood in the water, I tried to warn 'em Stay of my side of the coast, you might spot shark fin for yourself, no one to help Bone marrow, I chew on it, nuance to taste buds Help me stomach the loads I'm influenced like how I be run up on them hoes Like how the fuck my will has been imposed? Like it been for the vogue, uh, yeah Sail with us, better play it with us, since it's the Coast If we here to gloat, my niggas ain't laugh with you off of a boast You been off the chain, ya freedom revoked Mind unchained, you see the result, I'm unfeigned My niggas is not playin' with ya game, my niggas is dope, ayy We're rap shit, I heard your best shit, that's whack shit We're screamin', "Weak" from the background, I'll do your adlibs You might weigh a whole photon These niggas lightweight and that bar was lightwork About how light work I'm that live A lil' nigga since that size Lookin' to be a rap god, figured I could out rap god Drowned in my sorrow, sheesh, then I baptized Emerged from my tears a different tier, should tat' mines, yes I guess they must've forgot that we the best alive No sweat, I'll jog your memory before the exercise Put us in XXL like it's precious size Lil' nigga with big dreams, big as precious size Real nigga with big dreams and P Diddy schemes I'm in your bitch like, "Take that," I did Diddy things At Puffy house, I take that those is Diddy things I'm bad boy, no, "My bad," boy, I'm really mean Sick with it, take ya top five, run a light scrimmage All scrubs, make 'em all subs 'til the game ended Who's who? I need Blues clues, shit is encrypted Who's who? We need Blues clues We see Bloods crippin', facts We see thugs kissin', facts We see lost niggas New slaves, cop 'em a chain, claim they boss niggas That's why we do us and we stand by it Piss you off, point to the urinal, pussy, stand by it Niggas can't stand by us, niggas can't walk with us Your bitch could barely talk to us, we borderline chalk niggas, facts Coast Contra facts, please ponder that Who's the best? Fuck a East to West, Coast is where we at I was stressed, I was fuckin' vexed, made it on this map Coast Contra on Cosmic Kev, niggas runnin' laps 'round your circle You niggas is Urcle, he Stephon Off the tap, stop playin' with me, nigga, that's word is bond It's the Coast, y'all niggas suck, we just having fun What the fuck, nigga? Cosmic Kev, nigga, I been tellin' these niggas to stop playin', bro Stop playin', bro [Interlude: Rio] Kev, Kev, Kev, yeah, yeah yeah you already know, it's a blessin' [Verse 3: Rio] Fuck I look like Kane y'all get me out my character Just know I'm sticking to the script, on and off the camera I came in high on a high note, my legato embarrass ya I leave them on these tracks just like Harriett The underground's alien, I just became a citizen Started in a third world country to give you niggas a head start And now I'm winnin', so consider this a fair loss This in God's hands, ain't nothin' out of reach I done made it farther than the devil's arms with my peeps From the West to East, slime like grease Conqueror in the streets Steppin' on names, came in the game All you heard was "Si" Liftin' up souls, rockin' the mic like a rosary I let the mic burn like sage 'cause Palo Santo my family tree Clearin' these niggas out these cleaners, we seen the prophecy Seven years ago, now this is it in actuality We play the background like green screens without the special effects And now we break the internet on accident There's a very thin line between life and society Money, fame, status got you trapped in reality System of livin' illustrated by politicians False preachers preachin' 'bout religions, but we all sinnin' Dope dealers, it's hope they give us on my corner With judgement day in heaven to the best lawyer See me with a smile, but it's really no joke Seen these inner city folks losing hope, tryna cope Now these new children grown and the innocence is gone But word to the mothers, I'm the motherland's brother Got so lost until I realized I was the compass It's all mathematics, they tryna chalk your circumference Smooth operator, deeper than Tomb Raider Soul liberator, I'm God's translator Call it what you want, look I'm young in my papers Coast Contra [Interlude: Eric] Oh yeah, can we turn it up a lil' bit? Yeah, holdin' it down, I got you We in Philly, man, we back home Yeah, uh Timothy could've been what he wanted But Lil Timmy like to hang on the corners Damn, Timmy-Timmy chose to play a persona Damn shame, Lil Timmy a goner [Verse 4: Eric] Hoo, Timmy-Timmy Turner never had a burner Always knew he was the son of a gun Niggas talk about it but don't be about it Soon as they see one, they the first one to run Pray for niggas who can't be who they want They live in hell like the air in they lungs And back in they mind they know they front Tryna cover with the money and stunt Y'all doin' too much, enough is enough Niggas is watchin too much store on the bluff, gassin' you up Until they pull up unleaded and dumped on by ten out the pump Hope they gonna die as riches not a bum that make change everyday for the ones That give a fuck about the people in slums 'Cause first ones be last and the last ones be one Keepin' it blunt, promise you niggas we weedi'n you out This is smoke you don't want, you know in your guts All of your music is trash, allow me to empty the Dutch My nigga, what up? I can stand behind my bars, I eat a sentence for lunch I am not here to judge, but I can tell from all your jewelry, you niggas mentally cuffed Look guilty as fuck, boy, we supposed to be youngins We call that a Benjamin Button, let's keep it a hundred Y'all supposed to be teachin' or somethin', niggas ain't preachin' or nothin' This is God-bodied like a verse from the son Pray for a different one, yeah, I prey for your crumbs Niggas lookin' like, "That nigga the one Yo, Eric Jamal? Yo, that nigga the one," hoo Yeah, I'm the one, I champ myself Thinkin' outside the box, I don't need no belt Every punchline on the beat gets felt and I can't be beat until I beat myself Everyone on they ghost writer, go and get help Everyone of my bars is going for sale Niggas lookin at me like a nigga may Ooh, hold up, count that in cash I'ma show you how you triple the bag I remember every meal was a stack And now we treatin' every mil' like a stack Weigh that with bread, we nacho, can't pop it on tags Yo the cop who was shiftin the badge, and I know that I'm black You think it's because how I rap I should be drippin in fashion, livin the fastest I might go and buy me a Jag', I'm a different type of 'Cat Never lyin when I rap, small letters no cap Two C's on my back You ain't ask me how I've been? Don't ask me where I'm at Coast Contra on the map, real niggas that can rap, rap, rap Nigga from EBT to the TIP's, told my P-O-P I'm on P-O-P On G-O-D when I D-I-E, and I'm a B-I-G like P-A-C Or a good brother like N-I-P, keep going like I-N-G No E-N-D for all my MC's, R.I.P. if you R-A-P Nigga, it's The Coast [Verse 5: Taj] We out to bless speakers, be some truth seekers Mines collect sneakers, wake up, dick leaning to the left like Pisa Pull up ballin', callin' on the half court, no subpoena No limit, nigga you can check that it wasn't on the VISA "LOL, nice to meet ya", huh, we been on ya mind I'm good for three like Adidas, but today don't cross the line They glorified doin' dirt, we purified We can't cross paths, that's cross contamination on the vibes Got a dead pants on sanitation on the side Bro you not my mans, I don't know if you disguised Sayin' everythin' you flow, if I didn't look up I might think it's true that I know you as a lie Fuck that, kiss 'em goodbye like "Muah" With some Mr. Mack Glock, nasty Spit a flow, make 'em flood it, make a reservoir Look at me, Pullin' planes outta my ghetto repertoire Name buzzin' on the ethanol, nigga Dope shit to sell a brick of coke to a locksmith Step on the keys to success, then tell 'em "Yeah, I'm locked in" It's like that, I'm really him, so you won't get the mic back, stop it Profits, got a vision, just lineaged ya optics I likes a menace like men to deminish your pockets Sinister, but it's regular fuckin' some nazis Six feet, that's how deep in the streets the plot gets These days niggas will hold you down to hold you hostage Hold up, you only watch while we take your wrist Now you froze up, the word is in, the people chose us Yeah, yeah, yeah, the word is in [Verse 6: Eric] I talk to Jesus, tell him about my demons As a sinner I stand between the concept good and evil Send out the sermon, but I'm not no deacon We not religious, but these verses hittin' like Churches, turn 'em to believers Hip Hop's back, early eighties until upper nineties Nigga this is that crack and when we rap, we really snap Bring that Boom Bap back, they fiendin' For something that might give them substance, I tell you they need it They calling us fuckin' genius It's Coast Contra, now who's gonna weather the four seasons The coldest flows will turn your hottest rapper anemic Got chosen, the truth besieges I keep it stoic, they surely throw it, I know they weakness Our para-allegiance started the Coast Contra beacon Givin' the light to those seekin' The fire defining thesis, so they can find out what peace is Keep tryin', I am Eric Jamal Philly nigga, yeah I came here to draw Who gon' tell me I'm wrong for writing what's right from wrong I get it from God Not to keep it, but to give it to y'all See, we here to provide, but some of you niggas is killing my vibe Low frequencies be killing my high Listen dawg, I am all for it, I ball for it If I fall, Eric Jamal, crawl for it I want my Net to hit number one, like Crawford And it's art form, I'm lyrically gon' talk to 'em It's imperative to switch the narrative Look at our heritage, I come from pyramids, born in America, not American Look at my fair skin, don't treat me fairly Fucking arrogance, it's so embarrassing, built off a character That's why the people chose us [Verse 7: Rio] Ay, I give it back, cause when you die you'll never take it So take my heart and sing along in every language Visualize the letters and peep yourself my endeavors Recognize the hard times, and your pride wasn't even mentioned The street's voice, I got to write cause I don't got a choice Dropped outta high school, all of my setbacks got me to this point Too genius gave my nine-to-five purpose to be unemployed My posse spittin raps I used to jot in the back of Rejoice From sleepin' on the back of a bus to wakin' up inside a Royce And tryna fill the void and resurrect the feelings they destroyed Built up, your boys and girls Just because you can rhyme that don't mean that you should rap So many rappers lack purpose in this whack If I don't hear enough pain inside your verses I will run it back, game broke my heart a million ways But I kept comin' back, I haven't looked back since the day I said I do Now the street sweeper flies over the moon, with the same broom Haven't looked back since the day I said I do Now the street sweeper flies over the moon with the same broom [Verse 8: Ras] Ayo, I climbed the Eiffel, cursed your name, like "Pardon my French" I'm spiteful Spit that shit now watch the drip beside you, still can't find a rifle The God MC, I seek a challenge, like the rhyme, Bible A fine line between my book of rhymes and Iro Envoke a different convo, higher flow will shock your mind But mostly find you niggas in denial, we literally swam the Nile Found that flow within a mile, got 'em drownin' tryna attempt the style Now it's dirty water, lookin' like Flint man Y'all buck nice, won't lock jaws in a pit fight Tight shit, Mike Vic might just dislike, you don't sit right On the throne, bitch, type XX, they don't ever really get Y Chromosomes stand up, man up on ya own Just stand up for ya own We're screamin' "Hands up", most niggas had they hands out all along I don't mean to beg, but nigga please can you move along? I heard the Fee-Fi-Fo big steps on the microphone, back when dem lights was not on My future been bright all along Had fire on wax and nobody candle light, tryna write these poems Grew up to like these poems My inner child write these, I recite these for 'em, hype these for 'em On a Supreme Being, getcha hypeman on, nightmare form Who raised the bar, we figured you tryna adjust the mic stand for 'em Believe this, I speak the truth fluent through broken English My slanguage is spoken by linguists Come get your mind fucked, my stroke of genius Keep me from a casket, that's no joke, I mean it I earned my livin', bro, my ashes might just envoke a phoenix I'm different, a judge can't even budge my life decisions I swear I got the most conviction and my pen the most efficient I ain't here to lead em We need our freedom under no conditions Word to all y'all politicians It's different, dawg That's why the people chose us ("Chose us") [Outro: Ras] Fuck y'all talkin about? Ay nigga, let me talk my shit! Fuck! It took me too long to get here! Ay Kev, I'm done with these niggas bro! Ayo word, I swear on God, everyone of you rappers (Whooping) nigga