Coconut Wolf - Krohmeconut Wolf
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Verse 1:
Coke got that hot pocket like Jim Gaffigan
The best buzz y'all got's some gnat wings
Cats are worthless saying they earn checks
But I burn nets like passing gin
I throw that rope-a-dope with the ripped out padding
Punch through the chest leave a smoky tee like Lapsang
Heads'll fly if y'all lie, no capping
I drop a tomahawk and start hatchet hacking
On jack**** jokers thinking they'll be the last thing laughing
I gave em hell, been spitting firepits and causing seismic rifts
Got it down to a science since I was recording on a wireless
Smooth transmissions dеspite grinding shifts
That's why your chick's clutching like driving stick
A nine fit diamond tit tat with pеaking cleavage
Doing tit for tat on the fine tip
Begging I dip in the inkwell and sign the sig
Cause they know Coke beheads goats
While holding racks of Aries rams
They quiver when he serves volleys like a Sagittarius hand
I shut 'em down until the dream leaves wherever the capillaries ran
And I won't stop or cease until I rocking beats
To pocket fees from Boston streets to Long Beach
So, ride the wave or despise the face
Either way, when I pull the pen it's a live grenade
Every rhyme display is rifting on time and space
I'm like HOV and Baldhead, combine the names
Jeru when the mind spray
Spitting venom like viper fangs
Until they got scarlet fever like when Ben Reilly was Spiderman
It's over man, you can pry this mic from colder hands
You've got no chance and you get no love
Like no one wants to hold your hand
I don't care about you nerds with a sneaker case
Talking about how you got more sole than the reaper takes
You pretend to be someone else like a deep fake
While my type of stuff should have write ups
About how it's right up there with these greats
They still don't talk about me like fight club
But anyone trying to blackball me can lick these white ones
The mic's come to be the only thing keeping
Me from going Negan until the bat's split
I leave beats battered after mix like what's in your cabinet
So nice I make it seem like a Canadian's mean
While these buttercups are stirred up
Off more syrup than maple trees
That's why they radiate green like Uranium leaks
They're yellow down to the dandelion root
Fire one, fire two
Don't hire dude unless you're cool being Lycan food
I beast it, the real Hank McCoy, cowboy
A combination of Keef and Rhinestone
Y'all are Bebop Ewoks while I could tour different time zones
Kicking free jots over beatbox
Yeah, I'm a prick, the apple don't fall far from the pinecone
But I'm tired of these phonies and they need to hang it up like a dial tone
So, think fast or slow your roll
By now y'all should know that spit shine
Krohmeconut Wolf
Coke got that hot pocket like Jim Gaffigan
The best buzz y'all got's some gnat wings
Cats are worthless saying they earn checks
But I burn nets like passing gin
I throw that rope-a-dope with the ripped out padding
Punch through the chest leave a smoky tee like Lapsang
Heads'll fly if y'all lie, no capping
I drop a tomahawk and start hatchet hacking
On jack**** jokers thinking they'll be the last thing laughing
I gave em hell, been spitting firepits and causing seismic rifts
Got it down to a science since I was recording on a wireless
Smooth transmissions dеspite grinding shifts
That's why your chick's clutching like driving stick
A nine fit diamond tit tat with pеaking cleavage
Doing tit for tat on the fine tip
Begging I dip in the inkwell and sign the sig
Cause they know Coke beheads goats
While holding racks of Aries rams
They quiver when he serves volleys like a Sagittarius hand
I shut 'em down until the dream leaves wherever the capillaries ran
And I won't stop or cease until I rocking beats
To pocket fees from Boston streets to Long Beach
So, ride the wave or despise the face
Either way, when I pull the pen it's a live grenade
Every rhyme display is rifting on time and space
I'm like HOV and Baldhead, combine the names
Jeru when the mind spray
Spitting venom like viper fangs
Until they got scarlet fever like when Ben Reilly was Spiderman
It's over man, you can pry this mic from colder hands
You've got no chance and you get no love
Like no one wants to hold your hand
I don't care about you nerds with a sneaker case
Talking about how you got more sole than the reaper takes
You pretend to be someone else like a deep fake
While my type of stuff should have write ups
About how it's right up there with these greats
They still don't talk about me like fight club
But anyone trying to blackball me can lick these white ones
The mic's come to be the only thing keeping
Me from going Negan until the bat's split
I leave beats battered after mix like what's in your cabinet
So nice I make it seem like a Canadian's mean
While these buttercups are stirred up
Off more syrup than maple trees
That's why they radiate green like Uranium leaks
They're yellow down to the dandelion root
Fire one, fire two
Don't hire dude unless you're cool being Lycan food
I beast it, the real Hank McCoy, cowboy
A combination of Keef and Rhinestone
Y'all are Bebop Ewoks while I could tour different time zones
Kicking free jots over beatbox
Yeah, I'm a prick, the apple don't fall far from the pinecone
But I'm tired of these phonies and they need to hang it up like a dial tone
So, think fast or slow your roll
By now y'all should know that spit shine
Krohmeconut Wolf
