Lyrics Coolest Inda City 2 - Lee-Roy

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Okay I'm back to lapping to rappers, a savage, laugh at your average joes
Lacking dope, none of your lines amount to a sniff of coke
Niggas know, far from your hubbly O's that puffing bro
Got hella smoke, packaged impressive, that's if you want the stog

Ayy wait, wait wait wait, nigga we not here for that skriptakronika bs that you on
Nigga like, ain't nobody tryna hear that rap stuff
Tell us what's going on in the city, k

Back to the city, the weather is still trash
The rappers are still are still whack
The lines up are still ehh
Ass, sugar coating for diabetics infact
Stop playing All I Do Is Win
Welcome to a city where we told we ain't working enough
Same people getting by with connections insane stuff
Rest of you niggas outside, busy begging for wifi
The trickery is saying you connected, why lie
Ohmz flow, trust if I address the state of city
Whose really wearing the pants in 2nd avenue sweety
Lot you weakling's wouldn't take the chain of command
Or hardly hold it together, I'd shutter systems intact

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Okay, fly fella, I catch flight, I'm too blunt nigga
Y'all playground, that fake humble approach nigga
Don't compare me rappers you'll get shocked
Cause I'll put em in a box to emphasis the surprise
Oh you got 10 mixtape out, oh show me your impact
Level? I missed that, don't compare our fire, a mismatch
They talk, I dispatch adding distance between us quick fast
My core, don't kiss, that's quote I know they won't rehatch

Who do you think you are

The coolest amongst y'all, a Kendrick a top dawg
What I'm sparking would shock y'all
Y'all talking beyond par but the action is kak swaak
And I'm poster believe y'all are better me?! Naah
K, sidebar: Palesa Harmonic can come get it
Cause I like big things and that booty match the description
Coolest, making people rock chin chillas in summer
That breeze stinging you brother, I know I'm that nigga

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Coolest Inda City, city, city, city
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Still the coolest inda city, city, city, city, city
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Coolest Inda City, city, city, city