Ed Cota vs. Ivory Latta (feat. Fancy LaFlare)

Lashawn Freeman

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Lashawn Freeman


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Look, Eddie Cota vs Ivry Lotta
Pure greatness returning back to the alma mater
The way I spit fire make you think I gargle with lava
Point guard shit, how many chips I'm talking enchilada
Pride of North Carolina, sponsored and Jordan product
While my rivals blue devils be wearing Prada
You call them Duke, I call them puke I ain't gotta show them niggas no honor
While Mickey D all Americans fill my lineup
It's hard to follow

Tell them watch your mouth and hold your tone
I power forward, no, my post Malone
I only go for domes, they know I'm killer prone
I put this work in, pushing this crack
I feel like Pee Wee Kirkland with these verses
Preaching the gospel, rally up the churches
And hearses, I got a baby on me when my penmanship surface
Like man to man, no, they ain't matching up It's almost suicide with these lines
No, they ain't catching up, I be sending my sentiments like practice what?

Oh you and your bag, let's pack em up ESPN highlights, I get spectacular
When I carry on, I go over heads, like listen, pack em up
I deploy the alley-oops to my troops, though I'm accurate
Savage shit, I ride a 32, it's magic, straight immaculate
In my bag of trick shit, I learned off Albany Ave
Made his story with the pass, still they call me for the draft

Try to miss, oh yeah, I swear I'm on they ass
I might assist, but I don't pass
And if he talking pass, I travel to the max, thanks

I'm Orchestrating every lane at the point
I ain't trying to win this game by a POINT
Cuz we gon Win Big
I been putting in that pain at this point
You and me, we ain't the same, that's the point
You know it is
I'm Orchestrating every lane at the point
I ain't trying to win this game by a POINT
Cuz we gon Win Big
I been putting in that pain at this point
You and me, we ain't the same, that's the point
You know it is

I'm like oopsie, don't get me out my two-three
In my zone, it gets spooky
When this pen hits it's loose leaf
I'm jabbing for fun
They boxin' one when I get groovy
I run and I gun
Go to the max on any goofy
Mano y mano, it's off with your koofy
When I go poblano off in a movie, Nothing but rounds, I swear I'm really loopy
Won't ever hesitate, check out my handle, I do it smoothly
Pedal to the metal, I hit the gas and skate off profusely
The way I walk in these shoes, it's impossible, y'all feel
Big stepper, no wonder I got Tar Heels
Number one, never small deal
If my three men weave, that's a raw drill
If they targets, it's all kill, that's all real

This that special point God Feel
Hear you kicking that Bruce Lee
F*ck with you, Udonis Jackin', this is true heat
Marching like bushwacks
These Tar Heels Stomping your wolf packs
Leading the conference standings Ain't no need to look back
That powder blue stain on my book bag
I be dishing out tracks like a magic no-look pass
Compare all my competition to Dutty Winers with they shook ass
Apply the pressure, f*ck the haters, don't respond to hecklers
My life too real, like level red on a diamond tester
My time is precious, like a Rose Dawson, and diamond necklace
So many gems in these bars, niggas could pawn the message
My bank digits accelerate like it's been driving reckless
Every time I rhyme, the stock go up like hulks climbing Efforts
I bet your life don't move till Simon says it
Try to copy my lane like logic, these pro tools to help you find the exit
Honor my presence without your tone being so condescending
I bet Google show my picture when you define the legend

I'm Orchestrating every lane at the point
I ain't trying to win this game by a POINT
Cuz we gon Win Big
I been putting in that pain at this point
You and me, we ain't the same, that's the point
You know it is
I'm Orchestrating every lane at the point
I ain't trying to win this game by a POINT
Cuz we gon Win Big
I been putting in that pain at this point
You and me, we ain't the same, that's the point
You know it is

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