Coordination

By Def MC 4Life

On Route 7

Released on April 8, 2012

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[Intro]

Damn, I love the way this beat sounds, so you know I'ma kill it

Feel this out there, D? We're making history. Ayo


[Chorus]

Run it back, run it back, back (Making a classic)

Run it back, run it back, back (Guess, guess, guess who's back?)

39°43'9" West 80°14'55"

(Old-school feel with the new school slang)

(And my flow still tight when I'm about to get neutral)

Run it back, run it back, back (Making a classic)

Run it back, run it back, back (Guess, guess, guess who's back?)

39°43'9" West 80°14'55"

(Old-school feel with the new school slang)

(And my flow still tight when I'm about to get neutral)


[Verse 1]

I'm off the chain smiley

Like a bandana hooked to a padlock

To the side of your brain

Let's spread the caution tape

Bring shawties and Tanqueray

Exit double doors clear, so haters can leave thе stage

I'm clad in Gang C's, these gangsta no-G's

Couldn't do how I do - likе me, I flow through

Do I owe you? Don't you owe me I'm

Hottest emcee on deck, I don't owe you a dime

A piece of Almost Heaven, for none my 9-5

812 is the spot, the crew we all grind

The best of all time, who said?

I guess I'm only voice that ever matters

Now rust while I shine

I'm dressed to the nines, so me? I made mines

Femmes climb to the stage to catch some clean vibes

I got stage presence as large as D Fly

You can catch us in the back, we max with mad dimes, 'cause (ha)


[Chorus]

Run it back, run it back, back (Making a classic)

Run it back, run it back, back (Guess, guess, guess who's back?)

39°43'9" West 80°14'55"

(Old-school feel with the new school slang)

(And my flow still tight when I'm about to get neutral)

Run it back, run it back, back (Making a classic)

Run it back, run it back, back (Guess, guess, guess who's back?)

39°43'9" West 80°14'55"

(Old-school feel with the new school slang)

(And my flow still tight when I'm about to get neutral)


[Verse 2]

I kill Achilles - just a matter kickin' tendons

I grace the stage skillin' while ya'll recite your writtens

I suggest haters invest in warm mittens

I perform triple dekes in more than cold conditions

Very well known for zone-to-zone switching

My kiddas, they all stoked, no shown, no none given

'Cause I'm hip hop, these haters are just image

It's gettin' pretty ugly in this hip-hop business

Quick to pull back, the hammers that click-clack

Now that stimulates, no need for government kick-backs

But chick gone need WIC as soon as I hit that

Believe I'm hittin' gyms, my wrist to fist pack

Shades and white flags, with jeans and dog tags

Money clip looking fresh, good looks to young Def

I ain't gotta try, dope rhymes is so fresh

I'm not perfectionist, though still the perfectest, 'cause (ha)


[Chorus]

Run it back, run it back, back (Making a classic)

Run it back, run it back, back (Guess, guess, guess who's back?)

39°43'9" West 80°14'55"

(Old-school feel with the new school slang)

(And my flow still tight when I'm about to get neutral)

Run it back, run it back, back (Making a classic)

Run it back, run it back, back (Guess, guess, guess who's back?)

39°43'9" West 80°14'55"

(Old-school feel with the new school slang)

(And my flow still tight when I'm about to get neutral)


[Verse 3]

No snitchin', back stabbin', spit, I split cabbage

My style is to walk right in, and just have it

This mic is my knife, intent to do damage

My sight set to split your mind with "damn that it"

Your chick be "damn daddy", but damn I done had it

Stealin' on your crew like crooks or crack addicts

I'm done with metaphors, they whack as mic static

Ecstatic as it gets, just me, the mic, havoc

The pressure tat, tat, this pen is all black

Eraser not needed, nah nah, ke-keep that

Cuz my track bleached stat, medicinal beat back

Smoke a rap down, then send it to rehab

The nurse stuck it twice, the wrist had been sliced

No suicide scene, just rap on thin ice

Speakin' of the price, it seems about right

Add a couple more holes, my hands could be Christ's, 'cause (ha)


[Chorus]

Run it back, run it back, back (Making a classic)

Run it back, run it back, back (Guess, guess, guess who's back?)

39°43'9" West 80°14'55"

(Old-school feel with the new school slang)

(And my flow still tight when I'm about to get neutral)

Run it back, run it back, back (Making a classic)

Run it back, run it back, back (Guess, guess, guess who's back?)

39°43'9" West 80°14'55"

(Old-school feel with the new school slang)

(And my flow still tight when I'm about to get neutral)