Spose - Coolio Lyrics
[Intro: Spose]Yeah, yeah...Dankonia...Peter Sparker, Spizzy spose...[?]It's the return[Verse: Spose]I got no lies in my lyrics[?][?]...say Maine I got my bearingsI got whole milk in my coffeeBro give me a toppingI'll flip it how they wouldn't think of flipping itFunny how...[?]I got no fights I been inSize thirty my denimInterior clutteredExterior dentedI had a major label with a big amountAnd I wish that I hadn't spent it nowWent up in smoke, now I'm broke no cashSo I overdraft my check accountCan't afford no reeferCan't afford no featuresSay my name I used to be in the gameNow I'm sitting up in those bleachersMy wrist still not blingingPhone still not ringingGmail, check forty times a dayBut no new messages in itYou wanna know what's even moreMy booking agent was Peter SchwartzHe booked Wiz Khalifa and Mac MillerAnd he slept on me then re-divorcedBut it's like he never knew me thoughFinally told him it was time to goHe said "OK" and he told me that my shit reminds him of Coolio (What?)Really dude my shit reminds you of Coolio?Is the alphabet full of numerals?Did you dudes forget that I'm super dope?That I'm proven human spewing truly moving shit for the dudes and brosUp in Maine where it's two below and I don't rap 'bout no groupie hoesYou think my shit sounds like Coolio? (*****!)[Outro: Spose]*****ing... ten years of lyrical shit...Three albums two mixtapes...Dense ass verses and I sound like Coolio...? (C'mon...)
