East Coast Breeze (feat. Dev With the Bev)

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Gavin

Gavin is a male given name originating from Scotland. It is a variation on the medieval name Gawain, meaning "God send" or "white hawk" (or falcon). Sir Gawain was a knight of King Arthur's Round Table. Sir Gawain and the Green Knight is an epic poem connected with King Arthur's Round Table. Gawain beheads the Green Knight who promptly replaces his head and threatens Gawain an identical fate the same time next year. Decapitation figures elsewhere: the Italian name Gavino (considered equivalent to Gavin) is the name of an early Christian martyr (San Gavino, Porto Torres, Sardinia) who was beheaded in 300 AD, his head being thrown in the Mediterranean Sea only later reunited and interred with his body. more »

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Police after me don't freeze
East Coast breeze to the DMV streets 
Chronically blow trees lungs rest in peace 
Police on the block don't freeze 
These streets cleaned by the ops on lease 
Nigga can't you see where the COP

They the illest cold coca cleana'
Calling East coast chrome cracking close gorillas
Figures cus niggas brought up dumped in the mud
Where its realer then realer dad dealer locked on scrilla income

All fled to the head set back steps 
Blessed them who ahead round bread and Jesus
Broke niggas still praying on your knees when 
Crack rock moves where your bible sleeping

Home thrown father gone for throwing bros some coke and dope
Momma dead overdosed on coke the blow that daddy sold
Kid shown for foster home grow up alone come out broke
Its a song, its a song regular where they come from

Eh, imma cary just in case okay 
Keep me safe niggas come my way
This place no hesitate to spray 
Niggas talking shit pray A-M-E-N

Police after me don't freeze
East Coast breeze to the DMV streets 
Chronically blow trees lungs rest in peace 
Police on the block don't freeze 
These streets cleaned by the ops on lease 
Nigga can't you see where the COP

And since I know you're smoking phony dope I can not match that
I ain't tripping I stay strapped with oz's up in my back pack 
Working fast so I can flip a single track to three stacks 
Made my own luck and I'm 21 as if I'm blackjack 
  
You know what it is, bitch its a gang thang
We fly on several planes and never take economy
So international that we're not in the same lane 
Calling you a lame is honestly me speaking modestly 

Turn you're reality tragedy  
I'm stickin' other niggas bitches so they mad at me
I'm in the kitchen whipping diction oh so magically 
Turning up the heat I make a beat and cause a casualty 

Leaving y'all with stitches and a crutch is how it had to be 
Im still rollin swishers and a dutch and smiling happily 
You keep talking smack you in a rush to mr. savagery
I'm wishing you some luck you better duck I'm aiming avidly 

Police after me don't freeze
East Coast breeze to the DMV streets 
Chronically blow trees lungs rest in peace 
Police on the block don't freeze 
These streets cleaned by the ops on lease 
Nigga can't you see where the COP

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