Coke Lines

[Verse 1: Ras Kass] Nigga you still my Stan, mad he can't fade us So you should hang yourself like Tyler the Creator Life ain't fair: a saint gets aborted A serial killer is born, evil gets rewarded Dear Lord, ya'll vision is distorted And I wanna save the World but my budget can't afford it But I deserve that gwap like Kanye and Curtis A Mayweather life before I lay in riggormortis 43-0 on the mic retire perfect Couple new niggas hot now they claiming he the furnace?! They ask if Ras could spit on the sun and burn it Is Sandusky guilty? You already know the verdict Yeah! im in the club poppin bottles of Moet With a Magic Johnson portable AIDS test Staring up this dames dress, but I dont mean no harm Amino acid ratchet rap rapid fire bars [Hook] Life is like sniffing up a coke line [Verse 2: Agallah] Ayo Listen, life is like sniffing up a coke line Took a scripture out of the Bible and I wrote mine I'm so prolific like a prophet when I quote lines Barmageddon with bars, Scarface the world is mine Dollar bills I'mma burn it, the System I overturn it New government is emerging, ya'll doin alot of splurging Its like I'm fucking a virgin, no, my dick is determined I'm spitting verbal vermin, hate rats like Mark Furman This gargoyle rap music make you wanna act stupid Ignorant son of a bitch - fuck Rap Music! Whites doing black music, blacks doing white music We can all get along and make Fight Music I live this shit, I dont even like music Rather do a heist to it silence the lambs Most niggas in my hood is dying ofr grams [Hook] [Bridge: Agallah] Me and Ras set up shop I came with the pot Cooked it on the stove top Til it formed to a rock Tell Shorty hit the block We about to get the gwap Dont talk to the cops Respect me like your Pops [Ras Kass] Me and Ag set up shop He came with the pot Cooked it on the stove top Til it formed to a rock Tell Shorty hit the block We about to get the gwap Dont talk to the cops Respect me like your Pops [Hook]