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coordination - def mc 4life lyrics

[intro]
d*mn, i love the way this beat sounds, so you know i’ma k!ll 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 k!ll achilles * just a matter kickin’ tendons
i grace the stage sk!llin’ 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 cl!ck*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 “d*mn that it”
your chick be “d*mn daddy”, but d*mn 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)

- def mc 4life lyrics

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