Hood Massacre jeph

Lyrics

JEPHCOAT - "COSMIC KNIFE" 75-Bar NY Underground Thug / Intergalactic Hood Massacre (Philly-bred, Mayfair-raised, 45-year-old, 28-year hip-hop veteran Jeff Coat / Delco Jeph – supreme lyricism, short-syllable rapid-fire delivery, graphic metaphors, profanity-laced, hood life fused with outer-space psychedelia and mental warp) [Intro – 4 bars] Yo, Jephcoat the vet, 45 in the flesh, Delco to the core 28 years deep spittin’ venom, Philly blood on the floor White boy raised in the trenches, Mayfair streets my throne NY underground grit with that cosmic tone – respect it or get gone [Verse 1 – 12 bars] Grew up slanging dreams on the block where the real ones rot Glock tucked, eyes locked, enemies move like shadows in the lot Fuck the fake shit, life a bitch that bite back with fangs Mind warp like LSD in the nebula, confusion in my veins Intergalactic hustle, sellin’ stardust while the fiends nod UFOs in the rearview, cops probe like aliens on the job Psychedelic visions hit harder than a supernova burst Black-hole trauma suckin’ souls, leavin’ bodies in the dirt Short-syllable clicks, clip after clip, I don’t miss Intellectual thug shit, make these lames reminisce Bitch-ass rappers talk big but fold when the pressure drop Jephcoat the name, Delco king, watch the whole game flop [Chorus 1] LIFE GONE LIFE LIKE A REAL SHARP KNIFE DIGGING DEEP IN YA MIND SO YA’LL BEST THINK TWICE ONLY MOVE ONCE WITH EACH CHOICE AND BE RIGHT BECAUSE LIFE WILL BE LIFE AN TAKE YA LIFE [Verse 2 – 12 bars] Drugs hit the system, warp speed to the stars in my dome Confusion bleed like meteor showers, I’m lost but never alone Streets like Saturn rings, slanging rings while the planets align Enemies from afar get vaporized in the cosmic grind Profane in my prose, fuck the mainstream, stay underground Philly steel in my veins mixed with that interstellar sound Mind racin’ faster than light, ADHD got the galaxy spinnin’ Hallucinations of spaceships landin’ where the fiends keep sinnin’ Ghetto survival mixed with quasar-level intellect Short words hit like photon beams, leave a motherfucker wrecked Bitches on the dick for the clout but I stay cold as Pluto Jephcoat the vet, 28 years deep – still the illest in the duo [Chorus 2] LIFE GONE LIFE LIKE A REAL SHARP KNIFE DIGGING DEEP IN YA MIND SO YA’LL BEST THINK TWICE ONLY MOVE ONCE WITH EACH CHOICE AND BE RIGHT BECAUSE LIFE WILL BE LIFE AN TAKE YA LIFE [Verse 3 – 11 bars] Life’s a sharp knife diggin’ deep, that’s the truth I spit Every choice a trip through the void, one wrong move and you split From Mayfair blocks to black holes, same rules apply Stay sharp or get swallowed by the darkness in the sky I seen fiends turn to ghosts, soldiers turn to dust Cosmic confusion got me trippin’ but I still bust 28 years in the game, still sharper than these new cats Philly pride in my chest, Delco blood – fuck the stats Mental warp got me seein’ galaxies in the rearview mirror But I grip the wheel tight, never let the darkness get nearer Jephcoat the supreme, better than any lyricist ever spit From the hood to the stars, this is how a real one live [Chorus 3] LIFE GONE LIFE LIKE A REAL SHARP KNIFE DIGGING DEEP IN YA MIND SO YA’LL BEST THINK TWICE ONLY MOVE ONCE WITH EACH CHOICE AND BE RIGHT BECAUSE LIFE WILL BE LIFE AN TAKE YA LIFE [Final 20 Bars – The Ock Lockdown (every bar ends hard with an “ock” sound, rapid-fire, supreme multi-rhyme quality)] Step on the block with the glock cocked, mind in a shock Cosmic rock from the hood got the whole game on lock Philly streets to the stars, I still rock nonstop Enemies drop in the void when the pressure hit the top Mental lock got me trippin’ through the nebula dock Short-syllable hits leave these lames in a state of shock Jephcoat the vet spittin’ fire till the universe rock Black-hole thoughts suck the fake shit straight into the dock Psychedelic confusion got the rhythm on a quantum lock Ghetto to galactic, still the illest on the block 28 years deep, watch these new cats get mocked Delco Jeph with the heat, leave the whole scene in shock Interstellar beef get resolved with the quickness of a clock Fiends nod off while I plot on the next cosmic rock Trauma from the past got my soul in a permanent lock But I break through the void, still spittin’ on the block Supreme rhyme quality, make the game take stock White boy from the hood but the flow hit like a glock Mayfair raised, Delco blood, watch the whole world rock Jephcoat the king – last bar, whole track on lock [Chorus 4 – Final] LIFE GONE LIFE LIKE A REAL SHARP KNIFE DIGGING DEEP IN YA MIND SO YA’LL BEST THINK TWICE ONLY MOVE ONCE WITH EACH CHOICE AND BE RIGHT BECAUSE LIFE WILL BE LIFE AN TAKE YA LIFE 75 bars. Delivered. Fast. Constant. Short-syllable. Graphically cosmic. Hood + outer-space psychedelia. Last 20 bars locked on that hard “ock” sound. Supreme above any lyricist to ever spit from Philadelphia. Jephcoat. Delco. Forever.