Coach Carter (Prod. Larry69)

Livin' like Larry Keiondre can you wake up So I can talk to you You literally been sleeping forever Who the f*ck is that I ain't got shit to say Feel like I'm brainless, I can't run it back Out West crib with junkies, look like shameless they be sniffing crack Quarterback and I peep the sack Feel like Brady, I put niggas in positions to get racks Feel like Birdie, teach my nigga to break the rim Make it out the trap, I get that work, make it double back My bitch got a slim-ass waist, she built like a vase No Chinese finger trap, what time you gon' pick me up Man, I don't know, I just woke up from my nap Just wake up Turn the Calypso from blue to pitch black, that bitch look like Nightwing I fall asleep I'm off the cup, mix real exotics, now I need visine Eyes real low on Mac and Devin I wanted to f*ck my art teacher Just because she call me handsome Try to run off with the reefer We gon' hold your ass for ransom I go ghost when I'm off the liters You can call me Danny Phantom I like a bitch with attitude But please don't throw a temper tantrum My bitch say I'm acting rude But she still living in the manors Niggas know I'm super cool I'm old school with some manners I wear a bandage like a lunatic I'm talking country grammar They told me rap like I'm from Flint But I feel more like Juelz Santana Every time I find a problem Try to solve it with a Fanta My rhyme a gift, just call me Santa I'm a man or I'm a god Or I'm a myth or I'm a legend Who that flyin' in the sky No, it's not Superman, it's Bckend Niggas rap bout what they got Because they living in the past tense Cop a P and break it down with NSG I'm talking fractions I see niggas living with no purpose Yeah, that's called distractions I'm with T, we get to slidin In a V like where the traction I tell real life on every beat You in the street, you used to cappin GPS, tryna get rich Too many ways, it ain't no mappin Started off just like a fish Now I'm a shark, that's called adaptin This a smooth-ass beat So I feel just like Michael Jackson Yeah, he like Timo Cruz He ain't no criminal His ass be actin I'm like Coach Carter You know I put niggas back in action Starting today, you will play like winners Act like winners And most importantly, you will be winners If you listen and learn, you will win basketball games And gentlemen, winning in here Is the key to winning out there It's a country-ass nigga, dawg Excuse me, did you say something, sir Worm was wondering Are you some country church nigga With your tie on and all that Right, that's what y'all say, right And what is your name, sir I'm Timo Cruz, sir Well, Mr. Cruz and Mr. Worm What you should both know is We treat ourselves with respect We don't use the word nigga Are you some preacher man or some shit Cause God ain't gonna do you no good in this neighborhood I live in this neighborhood, sir Sir, can you believe this uppity negro, sir Okay, Mr. Cruz Leave the gym right now