BAD MOTHAFUCKA 9-12-26●●●ALBUMCUT

歌词

(warning, what you are about to hear may disturb your mind) JEFF COAT HE A BAD MOTHAFUCKA Poisonous venomous vicious villainous, noisy spittin this demented yet splendid spillin shit, The way I be bendin shit is benevolent an relentless, word spit perfect like cursive, with fuckin curses the fuckin way I pen sick an murderous, incentive on some unheard of shit, the most ridiculous lyricist that fuckin exist, frontal lobe persists, cerebral brain waves split, run flip an uppercut ya chin, always locked in going out for the win, act fast against my backlash, spread my warpath an gasp, as i cast vocab leaving a fuckin bloodbath, swing my war staff an disintegrate every mic inside the lab, supreme being straight body baggin the trash, confidence mixed with dominance, the head of my class, conquering continents, i watch as you crack shatter an crash CHECK MY FLOW AN RHYME SKILLS I SPIT I SHINE ON THE MIKE WITH THE RHYMES I KICK A SICK BEAT FROM DEEP IN THE SACRED CRYPT WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF REAL HIP HOP SHIT REAL HIP HOP SHIT Jeff Coat pure strain uncut raw, real fuckin pure Blades guns an all, flamethrower on, now fuck all of yall, was born to earth ready to brawl, external made of flesh my internals computer protocol, smashin floors between baseboards, crash straight thru the fuckin electrical cords, no more fuckin psych ward, no longer in my cell no more, chainsaw be rippin thru all other floors, crawl deep in the dark sub corridors, Security unsecure to easily gain access to the main floor, quick sprint right out the back door, backpack full of weed liquor pills an dark lore, i be back up on my world tour, full of spaceship laser wars alien attacks galore, drift again into outer fuckin space once more, mushroom magic trip in your mind hardcore, jump galaxy to galaxy as i slowly pour, fire rain and inflict verbal pain so pure, worded arts mixed wit thoughts an sick flip kicks, low breath no rest day six, a mess, sleep deprivation playin mind tricks, my mind sharpest at its smartest, does that make me the smartest artist? oh shit, i think i mentally fallen in to the darkness, Voices keeping my mind retarded, I’m farthest in depths of my mind so sick, just fuck it an sing along, the chorus goes like this CHECK MY FLOW AN RHYME SKILLS I SPIT I SHINE ON THE MIKE WITH THE RHYMES I KICK A SICK BEAT FROM DEEP IN THE SACRED CRYPT WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF REAL HIP HOP SHIT REAL HIP HOP SHIT Rhymes fine an swift like this bars of might so sick, a rhyme madman so passionate when i spit, word plays I twist then play words flipped an fuckin ridiculous, the pen fine tip ink so thick, rhyme shit hit hard like spike fists, your free trials up now, oh shit, pay me the fuck up real quick, as i alter the matrix with my ill divine made shit, bend time and time shift, planet be spinning off axis, just telltale signs of my fuckin actions, acts i committed with such fuckin passion, profanity ridden interactions, highly detailed an very fuckin graphic, and the world just keep gettin more violent and disastrous, some how the chorus blasts past it, now just imagine that, BITCH, now all yall sing that SHIT CHECK MY FLOW AN RHYME SKILLS I SPIT I SHINE ON THE MIKE WITH THE RHYMES I KICK A SICK BEAT FROM DEEP IN THE SACRED CRYPT WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF REAL HIP HOP SHIT REAL HIP HOP SHIT Stumble in and my eyes seeing fuckin twins, Triple the liquor while I’m double fistin, Drifting revvin pistons near-blind lane shiftin, Treat the streets like my business, To prosper an profit on hip hop as my witness, You get these infectious immaculate tidbits of how I fuckin live this, so crazy the way my words fuckin emit shit, honestly, an I hate to fuckin admit this, I'm just a mouth with lips made into tough lyrical fitness, now its time to get ya minds fuckin in this, get ya mind right an hype as i verbally ignite like fireworks late in the night, until the sun hits the horizon so fuckin precise, til i slash an slice like a fuckin beast in the night, hollow point tip hit lyrical rounds wreck shit, firewall shred disk hard drive execute the bit, Code injected hollow point syllable perfect fit, Viral bars detonate motherboards grid split, I hijack mainframes leaving the whole system lit, upload cryptic death code synthesis, release fully loaded clips, magazine of rhymes every bar a fuckin direct hit, I dump the whole clip then reload again an spit, keyboard triggers online full auto mack shit, data stream rhyme server eject root maverick, Verbal explosive system collapse hit, circuit spark no code no turn back access, Earth axis shift drastic explosive warhead so fuckin disastrous, payload be so damn fuckin massive, now sing the chorus like you mean it you fuckin bastards (hahahha) CHECK MY FLOW AN RHYME SKILLS I SPIT I SHINE ON THE MIKE WITH THE RHYMES I KICK A SICK BEAT FROM DEEP IN THE SACRED CRYPT WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF REAL HIP HOP SHIT REAL HIP HOP SHIT JEFF COAT HE A BAD MOTHAFUCKA (no mental institution can hold him)