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Rare Breed by E.Cole I Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

[Intro]
Yo
I know I've been gone a while
But I'm glad I came back
A lot of things changed
I am up all damn night
Trying to make up for lost time, but...

[Verse 1]
Yeah
The rap code's a hard one to crack
But I'm putting on the pressure like a gun to the back
Rapping to my own shit now I'm on the attack
Going for it on fourth down now I'm not punting it back
Got my eyes wide open I'm surveying the scene
I'm coming undetected like your data got breached
Thought you had the full deck but there's an ace up my sleeve
Y'all forgot where Cole was and now you're taking some hеat
That's an OK beat but where'd thе hell the bars go?
Sounds like you mailed it in on a plane to Mar-a-Lago (Shit's lazy)
Your best friends are couch and Roku
I'm on the come up while you just fall down go boom
I'm high up in the trees looking down on your business
You're running low on money but your image is riches? (Bullshit)
Intelligence gathering I'm on a secret mission
Got my head down, lights off, keys in ignition
[Chorus]
And now I'm rolling through your hood and I don't care
Yo, I'm on your grid
Y'all wanna ask where I'm going, I'm like nowhere
Better watch your six

[Verse 2]
Middle of the damn night and I'm not even fatigued
In big headphones like walking off a bus with the team
Blasting beats like no neighbors to worry 'bout
But now my iPhone's telling me to turn 'em down?
My sleep's gone to shit I stopped hitting the gym scene
Doing nothing but piss cause I'm hitting the Jim Beam
Then Covid came along and I started to binge drink
Can't focus on one thing like I'm watching a split screen
"You having any withdrawal?" The clinician asks
I said I cancelled my cable so no more Cinemax
This a bad feeling I got, wish I could send it back (It's a wrap)
Like E. coli in your digestive tract (It's a trap though)
Some dudes told me I lacked flow
So I turn around and show ass like it's a sag show (Assholes)
What can I say? I put the work in
Like some virgins on the 'Gram searching for twerk clips
I'm the wordsmith, only took ten years to resurface
But came back and I regained some purpose
A rare breed night owl so you best preserve this
Here's a housewarming gift I'm dropping off some bird shit
[Chorus]
Rolling through your hood and I don't care
Better come to grips
Y'all wanna ask where I'm going, I'm like nowhere
Yeah