Lyrics Joell Ortiz – Cocaine Fingertips
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How did all of this trouble begin?
Livin’ America!
There’s nothin’ wrong
I hope this one right here is, uh… is the one
Before I say anything that offends you
I just wanna say, fuck you
And every male that you look up to
Your daddy, brother and uncle
Your basketball coach
The public school mascot that used to hug you
That pastor that butt-fucked you
Holy shit — yeah, holy shit
Who’s the bony bitch
Ad-libbing in a hoey pitch
In clothes that don’t really fit
That’s the new rap homie kit (Right)
Who’s the bony bitch screaming «I dont’ do this»
Then they blow the dick just a pro and spit
Like every hoe I know and shit
I off the top rope a bitch
Nicolai Volkoff a bitch
Grab my Bolsheviks and tell that hoe
Come cough on this
The headboard bangin’ on the wall and shit
Neighbors bang on the wall and shit
‘Cause I’m bangin’ her walls and shit
Bangin’ that off the wall and shit
For real? Why that?
Where that Barry White at?
I said I’m daddy in these blankets
Can’t believe that she believed
That I’d really be right back
(Shiet, what’s her name again?)
Cocaine fingertips
When I get dumb I get numb
Can’t even feel the words on my tongue
Got them cocaine fingertips
You gon’ be high as a kite
As I recite the pure white that I write off these
Cocaine fingertips
This, that, in front of the store
What I’ma cut it for? It’s all raw, boy them
Cocaine fingertips
Yeah that’s some good shit
The nerve on anybody on this earth to think they like me
I’m Godzilla in Japan way back in 5-3, 5-4
And I roll fresh off the jaw
Lochness monster on the high seas
Sometimes I aks myself, yo where they find me?
My mind be on interstellar extraterrestrial
Biochemical celestial weaponry
I can think you into residue (Pew)
Don’t even need the worst of me to get the best of you
A couple healthy words from me and turns you vegetable
Any rapper is edible
I’ll clap you off your pedestal
Pedal you on the back of my Vespa to an incredible
Desolate desert location next to some sort of Federal
Military installation, install some lead in you
Then make you write ?
One million times in blood legible (Do it again)
Some people say I’m not normal
No formal, introduction needed
‘Cause if I see you I am not cordial
Hold these fists across your head
That’s how I forewarn you
Cocaine fingertips
When I get dumb I get numb
Can’t even feel the words on my tongue
Got them cocaine fingertips
You gon’ be high as a kite
As I recite the pure white that I write off these
Cocaine fingertips
This, that, in front of the store
What I’ma cut it for? It’s all raw, boy them
Cocaine fingertips
Yeah that’s some good shit
Yeah bro that shit is
That shit is pretty pullin’ yo
