Rap Masterclass

By Coops

On Lost Soul

Released on June 2, 2014

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(Verse 1)

Check it, yo, listen

I don't give a fuck for half you bastards

What I'm giving out is rap masterclasses

Pass the caskets, none of them can't surpass this

Wordsmith, pass spliffs before they pass my lips

Got the herbs lit, from the curbs where the dogs and the birds shit

Ain't no livin' in a bubble we too quick to burst it

Can't reverse the curses so I continue to hurt these verses

Till I'm ripping up venues, work is purchased

It's night time when we come to the surface

Mr Lenoir, chicks whining like they in the vineyard, I've been hard

Know that I was never born a sinner but I sin on

T hooked me up a beat for me to kill on

I rem-ain a villain, my words are my weapons, I aim to kill em

So fuck the system I ain't with em

See I, break the prisons, escape on rhythms

Original with every line ain't no plagiarism

(Verse 2)

This shit ain't hot unless I drop it

These niggas make pop, I say stop the car

I won't lie though I want a piece of that profit

I'm saying though peace to the prophets

Seeing visions in my ??? optics

??? see my box tics

Kick back and let me teach you a lesson

There's weed in my sessions, I get high, no need for depressions

I see the oppression, I hope they see my fuckin' aggression

When I'm spitting in this mic it's like I'm busting my weapon

No love and affections, its gone now

Fuck the protection, so suck my erection

Bustin her mind, No contraception

Don't come round our section, We'll push something in your mid section

The little snitch pray the pigs catch him

Straight up fuck the police

I'm going to remain a villain till the day I'm deceased

In the belly of the beast

??? Living in the streets

Where revenge is the only thing that's sweet

Let me teach you a lesson, Rap Masterclass