C.O.B. Cypher 2018 lyrics

[Demetrius]
f*ck these racist white cops killing us with bullets
I ain't a cop but I spit like I'm Kurupt and Crooked
We in this game we f*cking took it
I mean it's crip or blood so we took it like Williams and plus we Suge it

[Julius]
Plus we should get tired of coppers capping n*ggas
I won't stand for it I'm one of those Colin Kaeper-n*ggas
Of course black lives matter but it's hard to tell
Blue lives don't matter to me, I'm Gargamel

[Dice]
In my waist I park the steal then I bare c*ck your wife
Either way when I pull out it's to stop life
Can't stop Dice I'm usually known to start sh*t
I live in the booth it's my studio apartment

[Kenny]
My lyrics got em spooked like movement from a carcass
I rip in the booth like the suit that go on Clark Kent
I can touch a heart when I'm talking to a person
It's almost telekinetic how my thoughts can move a person

[KXNG CROOKED]
I'm the human version of mutants persion
I'm shooting verses unforgettable
Un-killable spittable syllables unf*ckwitable, I'm music's virgin
The crew is surgeons, me and my peers merk you
While I'm crying "go f*ck yourself", now that's a tear j*rker
[Demetrius]
My shared purpose is to persevere from here to steer further
Won't stop till I'm swimming in gold and I'm a Silver Surfer
We calling all squads, they've been warned
It's Friday the 13th cause this the day you saw Jason born

[Julius]
Yeah they been warned now it's finna go down like this
Yo it's been a minute since you heard a clique of n*ggas spitting with a sound like this
I can off him with the pistol, off him with the p*ss too
I mean literally drown in p*ss then I'm finna go pound your b*tch

[Dice]
I hit em with a thousand sick verbals
Hit em with a thousand clips merk you
Spin em around in six circles
Put em in the ground real quick
Me and my n*ggas don't f*ck with you lames
f*cking with us, get a slug in your brain
Lyrical genius runs in our veins
They call us the untouchable gang

[Kenny]
No f*cking discussion, I bust who you name
Nobody is f*cking with us you insane
f*ck what you huffing or puffing and f*ck if you huffing and puffing cause nothing will change
Poor man poster boy I hit swishers
With my eyes on that poster boy that big picture
[KXNG CROOKED]
Flip scriptures, God emcees, our flow create religions
Your clique's a non profit organization like Atheism
The way you judge raps your hearing is preliminary
Keep a Lil Pump to put mumble rappers in the cemetery

[Demetrius]
Missionary mixed with dictionary I'm a di*k with diction
Wishing scary n*ggas would diss already then Imma hit you with that diss record yup it's getting petty call me Petty Kruger
Shooting extra like movie directors when I'm with extra shooters
I move chess pieces with telekinesis
You leaking intelligence when I blow your melon in pieces
I'm a pedestrian stepping on Seven Seas
That mean I'm the melanin Jesus even the devil agree sh*t
You couldn't put together a better MC's list
Unless you travel back to the past and settle the beef
Between the west and the east so BIG and Makavelli can each get
Ressurected but veterans resting in peace'll be like "yeah he wrecked it"
I'm 2Pac in a new body, too hot for the Mojave
You probably finna get shot in your Bugatti
Jesus f*cking Christ, Jesus, Marry and Joseph
I'm sick as Jesus f*cking Christ or Jesus marrying Joseph

[Julius]
Please compare me to Moses you see that heaven has choosen me
If you f*ck with God's son, then be prepare for the Locus
Yo these rappers claim they dope Debo "That's what they'll never be"
You couldn't sway me, if you sat next to where Heather be
Real n*ggas rapping here, Mumble Rap f*ck out of here!
Down a glass of beer, head rushing like Vladimir
Talent level out of this stratosphere but pockets still got rabbit ears
Cause these platinum rappers is faggot balladeers
The greatest of all time can diss me go ahead
I make Jamaican curry soup, it's made with the goats head
I came from the bottom I had to see the floor above me
My life made me crazy like Theodore Bundy
I need some more money but don't think me amore is money
I love to feed the poor and hungry, I mean me of course dummy
I ain't a killer but don't push me on my Makavelli
When I unveil the mac, I call it the mac unveiling
[Dice]
Every rap is deadly
You n*ggas know it's murder behind these bars like when an inmate stab his celly
I snatch souls, the reaper coming to repo
I post your murder on IG then my people repost
If you talking stripes in this game then I'll be the referee
This game is dying of cancer and we the chemo therapy
Please don't step to me, you need more weaponry
I'll send you to see your heavenly father I'm out with the C-O-effing-B
I be a G MC, I don't mean no SUV
That black hawk talk, I don't mean like I speak in Parokee
In love with my bread, I asked her if she would marry me
Bring the beef but nothing come between me and Sara Lee
Every word is gory, I send you to the purgatory
You write about love stay in your lanes, word to Tory
I eat MC's, don't bring those wack versus towards me
You'll wind up f*cking ate like you was in a 9 person orgy

[Kenny]
You rappers gay taking D in A, word to Maury
You could only kill Kenny in South Park certain stories
Nobody's f*cking with Kenny though
I'm as live as a streaming video
You as fake as the world being a globe
Charged up like batteries when the weed enters me
So when I connect with my plug I gain energy
Cell phone sh*t, I give a finger to my enemies
Cause the remind me of touch screens, pure sensitivity
Got a swipe that'll basically entice chicks
To swallow down loads just to have it in their memory
You don't need a camera just to picture me rolling sticky tree I give the vividest imagery lyrically
This the definition of an extra vicious exhibition of
Excellence giving death to n*ggas like a Texas prison
With every sentence that I neglect to mention
I'm a f*cking problem like a sex addiction
Bad as a meth addiction

[KXNG CROOKED]
This a exorcism as soon as I pull the ghost out
When the bread pop out I pull the toast out, now your necklace missing
Like 50 Cent I'm effing sipping
My glass half empty like pessimism
My bars different like extradition
You impostors and sponsoring nonsense
My double entendres launches your conscience
My mantras align with Solange's
F.U.B.U
You boo-boo
The COBsters are monsters from Wisconsin to Compton
I'm bumping Nucky Thompson Johnson
And I'm just God sent
Come for me, Imma see ya
When I reach cross dresser, I promise it's not Madea
Them llamas'll vomit hollows to follow your momma Mia
Yeah you n*ggas di*k riding get hooter then ghonorrhea
But i'm like a sick nun describing a diary
I never gave a f*ck when I'm talking about the illest sh*t to put bodies in mausoleums
Killing you rappers ain't a hard job
I'm Jesus turning water to wine, call me the bar God
Nobody f*cking with our squad, cause we to hard, COB!