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c.o.b. cypher 2011 - c.o.b lyrics

[demetrius capone]
my heart is on the left, cuz n-gga i rep the west
my freshness so turned up, i’m fresh to death
like k!lling a fly with air freshener, i’m fly & fresh to death
then i’m finna exit wit’ your ex and her bf to f, uh
this the dodger hat, uh, rocking a stocking cap, uh
stomp a n-gga out in a lobby like pac after that boxing match
then i’m finna menage with twins, get a m-ssage and then hit ’em again
then i’ll be back, k!lling each twin sister’s p-ssy, d-mn i’m a copycat
k!ller, n-gga, this is thug sh-t
i got the bird flu, that mean my duck sick
i tell you like i told this one chick who didn’t want long d-ck
in her stomach, i’m the wrong n-gga to f-ck with
my hands are tied but not tied up, i mean my hands both draw
like they tied up, kick me out the mile high club
i don’t give a flying f-ck, i’ll choke your kid and call it a high hug

[kenny siegel]
with the amount of smoke that my lungs intake
i could turn the sky cloudy from a sunny day
iced out, we the reason cali the sunny state
question: where do i get off? answer: on your hunny’s face
beat it n-gga runaway, your about as sweet a funnel cake
that is why i never put my gun away, i’m about as fed up as a runaway
in the 6 i might be low, i’m cold as 6 below
the minute my 6 b-low, i’ll put you 6 below
we ain’t quite the same, y’all n-ggas shake just like dice and games
my gun waving with the nicest aim, my n-gga i can hit neo
my hand on my b-lls, stand on the wall
prolly tetrahydrocannabinol, my cannon is spark and blam at a marc, like pau
you can call my cannon gasol, explosive idea’s
i got flamable thoughts, i eat n-ggas
i live by the cannibal law, i’m so sincere about not taking no sh-t
n-gga i won’t even stand in a stall, you claiming you raw
that can’t be right, i’m death so this can’t be life
i’ll shoot ya dear momma now you can share bambi plight

[andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
i see you motherf-ckers eying my cake and my bling
but take it from me, won’t none of you n-ggas take it from me
a ape and a beast, i ain’t changing some days and some weeks
dragging a bl–dy axe behind me, scr-ping the streets
raising them things, just to blaze at the lame and the weak
serve em with ease, lay em beneath, the pavement on streets
quite often i miss out, on vacation and sleep
all over making sensational creations with ink
with the craziest antic-p-tion on raping these beats
decapitating m.c’s, lay em to sleep, prey for they seeds
stay waiting for the day my misbehaving ‘ill cease
but tell me why the f-ck don’t i have, a cage or a leash
at least, you a non believer, i put trust to my iron
i’m a nine-believer, over and beyond achiever
monster reaper, living inside ya speaker
hotter than a comet either, so my money stack higher than the constant chiefer
i make bars so god d-mn hard, that’s why i take charge without sliding visa’s

[julius luciano]
you looking at a don and king here, with two snubs tuck
i’m like don king’s hair, i grew up rough
my line’s over ya head like foreskin, speaking of which my crew’s uncut
y’all homeless prost-tutes, you bums suck, wait a minute now
i’m a foul n-gga, schemin’ on ya b-tches, see how long the d-ck is
she just wanna l!ck it? hacky sack sh-t, she just wanna kick it
y’all young n-ggas better be up on ya memphis, oh i mean grizzly, yo the heat with me
see you on my hit list, squeezing on my biskit
i’m finna put a hole in ya mother f-cking brain now, i’m seeking your attentions
wait, let me switch it up, my swag is unfair
i’m breath taking, meaning i’m finna sn-tch ya lungs air
my bars finna take me to madison square
you a disgrace to ya father, he mad his son’s square
chicky chicky yea, y’all better get protection
i’ll push ya eyes in ya skull, introspection
my arms like durant’s, meaning i’m clutching a long gun
i’m like an eye patch n-gga f-ck it i’m on one

[iceman]
c.o.b’s backpack, you can see the gift in my face
better turn into astronauts in this b-tch, and give me some sp-ce
we live that fast lane lifestyle i ain’t kidding you
abortion clinic when i spit it, this music brings out the kid in you
i need to loosen up because i’m so tight, wow like
haters see the sk!ll, and try to jack it like a cold nite
nah its not my arrogance, matter afact its my confidence
i just want all the continents, to stand the f-ck up and rock to this
f-ck it put yo lighters up, nah i don’t think that is high enough
i want em to feel the heat, right there front seat
under orion’s nuts, f-ck everybody that tried to step on my legacy
i don’t got the p-ssion, you ain’t a friend of me
hennessy the remedy a decapitated wax figure of myself is
the only way you’ll ever get ahead of me
and we the illest, on the totem pole we top notch
we stomping on you f-cking squares like it’s hop scotch
grew up on melody’s and the notes they sang, stack that bread
but i’ll never let that doe raise me

[coniyac da x.o]
my bars is reckless, they driven drunk with a blind fold
i’m above liers, sky walking four twenty mind blown
mentals a virgin no brains yea, so my minds gone
on a level that you couldn’t, ladder to climb on
unlock box a pandora, i’m vicodin right again
plus spite juice ciroc’s, with a nice ice blend
see they corpse ready so i just dearly depart more
cut from a cloth, half you n-ggas ain’t got the heart for
they turn b-tch like loraine, they head sliced on em
since he hung, i pimp him with a head price on him
don’t get jack son, this is thriller in the making
my thoughts provoke pen grenades for booth detonation
with no refuge, ground surrounded now forsake it
my whole bodies for black market, your part of the taking
run cash on elevators, till it hits ur-n-s
van gogh is cob opponent worse nightmare is painted to picture

[karelezz]
i stay branded c.o.b. reputable got the gang tatted
highly intellectually advanced before apes landed
think you fly? i be chillin’ by the eighth planet
talking to god, he says it’s time k!ll the satanic souls
anybody that want it can get it, anybody wanna try and go think ya hot
ya not, ya cold, i’m lava, what the f-ck ya mean when its in the snow go home
you could be my enemy, that’d be deadly, better be able to steadily get with the pedigree
sicker than medical lyrical beheading anybody trynna find a way to get ahead of me
moving like a centipede, step so heavily i run a circle round ya melody’s
then i’m gone spin you, eat you up, got you on the recipe hacked against rappers on the menu
blend you, put you in the middle of the rhythm when i’m scribbling subliminal
i’ll catch you with a inzu mental ninjitsu, k!lling of off the top
you be thinking that i did it with a pencil, now they gotta jock
saying oh my god, i never seen you rap tighter man you really got flow
now i think wifey coming like i just wanna gobble & swallow it whole they know i’m outta control
watch em, kissing them lips, sucking me lovely
even made the water explode, laundry huh
gotta rub my lyricals on a hollow and i gotta get another load, i’mma blow

[pwt]
listen, i can make you a victim all crook gotta say is p dub sick em
dog in the cob so i’m gone rip em, from piece to piece, there will be no peace
hearts will seize refuse to beat, c.o.b let me off the leash
now watch out boys here comes the beast, ready to feast on all you cowards
bam on you like dwight howard, show you the longest hour
bring your -ss to the watts towers, where sauce and i will show you power
when we done, bring ya back home, to the 5-0-3, my zone
take your -ss to the felony flats, where you can lose your life fast
chances are you won’t last, i will have the last laugh
and that’s just that, simple fact, you just better to carry the strap
cause i won’t hesitate to spray you on sight, it’d be a f-cking shame to lose ya whole life
in the scene with a knife and a hand with a gun, this c-o-b boy you best run
or you can choose, just die slow, you can lay back and let ya life go
the team i’m with they be all pro, we can’t lose, this i know
so you know, you’ll get shook, you can get your life took
you say i’m not a good look, then f-ck y’all ssuutt suuutt

[tim west]
yea, i got that coca flow, i k!ll em with my lines now
and i make you overdose, like amy winehouse
wow, yea man f-ck the compet-tion, k!ll em all
you gone need more than steve nash for -ssistance
tip my gl-ss to you b-tches, i’m too smart
i’m too all like wet farts, get p–ped on
tell em cut it out, coupon, uh
you ain’t even gotta tell me twice, f-ck it take a rapper
pull his soul out his mouth and throw that n-gga in the afterlife
you like a teacher no one likes, boy you half as nice
i’m talking bout the same f-cking thing, hermaphrodite
and i don’t need no d-mn pen, i don’t have to write
i kanye west you taylor swift rappers now watch me sn-tch the mic
oh, yea my n-gga ain’t a evident
my rhyme hallway like a super buff elephant
no one f-cking with me yea my flow is always celibate
i always stay positive, like a double negative

[one-2]
i’m trynna focus on the present so forget whatever that was then
spare me your -ssumptions, who are y’all to be judging me
my name bubbling, because i stay plugged in, the game
siting down with made men, having luncheons
so watch what cup you dunking
you don’t i’ll show up at ya front lawn and start dumping
leave ya jaw punched in, uh
in front of ya children and that wife ya call munchkin
i’ll cut ya grill and have you looking like a carved pumpkin
the hardest artist since pac departed y’all done started
something y’all should of thought of, sawn offs will turn y’all to saw dust, bloa
i’m being modest when i say that i’m just like y’all
but in all actuality i transformed every nightfall
scribbling scriptures, intricate lyrics painting mental depictions
and images vivid as digital pictures, i’m vicious
eating up these rappers with abusive battle raps
i’m about to close ya chapter like concluding paragraphs

- c o b lyrics

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