K-Rino - South Park Coalition lyrics

[Verse 1: ?] [Verse 2: K-Rino] Yo, I'm usually polite But on my tape boy I cuss yo a** out like Dolemite Hold the mic, with a tight grip, start representin' SPC president, gettin' freaky like Bill Clinton K-Rino, my Black Book spoke once It said "How the f** you come up with this sh** and you don't smoke blunts?" Lyricist breaker life taker punish a faker so make a- Nother mistake, I'ma run seventy blocks Then co*k, my mic up, nothin' to wipe up Been rippin' since my crib stage Words pop lungs, crackin' your rib cage You beatin' me face to face? You got a better chance of hittin' a grand slam with nobody on base [Verse 3: Murder One] [Verse 4: ?] [Hook] South Park Coalition, we make you think about it South Park Coalition, we make you think about it [Verse 5: ?] [Verse 6: ?] [Verse 7: ?] [Hook]