Cocaine Rap - Sir Veterano, Murs

Mindset of a killer, mindset of Mic when he was making Thriller

Too many drug dealers wanna be rappers now

The last time I seen a crack head, I had a carpe diem

So what you whipping off?

You ain’t really tough

Bring your ass to my hood, then you get snuffed

Call your friends a bunch of white suburbanites

When every they believing every word you write?

Might freeze you dick-riders

Got you gassed up, now you thinking that your shit is fire

You’re still trash rapped up in a Louis leather

When you was moving weight, I was doing film

When you was trapping, I was rapping to these beats

If you really had it crack, then stay your ass in the streets

But you really just a high school drop out

Who saw niggas sex out of a neighbourhood

No snow, no snow in the nose

I got a flow and it goes

I’m saying fuck cocaine rap

I know what the game need and it ain’t that

But the truth gon' get you high

So what they do?

They gon' on and give you lies

Them niggas lying as shit

My nigga, do you, but I ain’t buying that shit

Boom bap is what I’ve been selling

Fuck your whole crew of wanna-be fellons (Fuck em!)

The real ones be shot dead

Or in the locked up like my dreads

You didn’t have a record till you started making records

Back brown been wiped down with some antiseptic

You niggas cleaner than the board of health

Try snitching on them songs, you destroy yourselves

I was with such-and-such till I double up

I gotta put a loaf on so-and-so and say some random numbers

How you know what they going for?

Lebron, D’Wayde, AD I don’t give a damn

It’s been like thirty years since you really did, fam

If you ever did it at all

Sounding like the police, I ain’t getting involved

No snow, no snow in the nose

I got a flow and it goes

I’m saying fuck cocaine rap

I know what the game need and it ain’t that

But the truth gon' get you high

So what they do?

They gon' on and give you lies

Them niggas lying as shit

My nigga, do you, but I ain’t buying that shit