C. O. N. T. (feat. Sankofa)
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We gon' make it; F*ck the frail shit We tip the scales that Jada weighed the wales with We reveal that skill's not commonplace So we dominate, Cat O' Nine Tail whip I can make a rapper submit, no playlist (that that) that or just switch locations Rap fans never just give ovations My clap back is legit occasion So rack that, I'm finna get more weights in Scratch that, I'ma convince those hatin To back track off the strength Bo Jackson (Bo Jackson) Cause he didn't lift or take shit Let me cook; give you nothing but homemade shit They get shook when the killer is close, pacin With no conscience, a collection of cold cases That's On the books - no convictions or probation I keep moving quicker than those chasin And leave numerous victims with no traces This mic booth murderer smooth as Ice Cube's convertible After breakfast with no bacon We gon' make it; F*ck the frail shit We tip the scales that Jada weighed the wales with We reveal that skill's not commonplace So we dominate, Cat O' Nine Tail whip We gon' make it; F*ck the frail shit We tip the scales that Jada weighed the wales with We reveal that skill's not commonplace So we dominate, Cat O' Nine Tail whip Streets are talking, gutters gurgle with sewer grates Step inside it all for a moment only to lose your place Maneuver at superhuman rates, my mind is alchemy Lead down a path of golden silence with emboldened tyrants Derrick Coleman, Jersey waving the four four Got me jumping for Joi like Big Gipp at divorce court Alimony love in the middle, of the floorboard Callous thrones, where we at, shriveled in a morgue, warm I express myself, don't even need/require the lane My brain is the art, traffic frame of mind these biters trying to obtain What a tangled web, in Bangladesh spiders are gliding away Given props before the time of the day, saliva the blade Rivals arrive in a cape I'm bringing the thread to sew it into a bag Holding it down for decades, but they're beginning to brag Bringing a tag along, autograph it, the caustic classic Iconoclastic the trauma launching into the thoughts of boss sporadic We gon' make it; F*ck the frail shit We tip the scales that Jada weighed the wales with We reveal that skill's not commonplace So we dominate, Cat O' Nine Tail whip We gon' make it; F*ck the frail shit We tip the scales that Jada weighed the wales with We reveal that skill's not commonplace So we dominate, Cat O' Nine Tail whip
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Written by: Stephen Bryden, Tucker Campbell
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