Illah Dayz & Bronze Nazareth - Sportcoat Lyrics

Ayo you can go commit whatever you want
And do ten in a box
While I be the shot that be f*ckin ya fox
Importin slow daily down in her docks
Elevate it like shocks
She a pro though, be taking a lot
Don't be worried while you lay on ya cot
Son, checkin' the ceilings
Mad at the world stressed, catchin' ya feelings
Ya put yourself in those ill predicaments
Real life bids, torn from ya kids, torn ya ligaments
Porn books is how ya feelin' it, spittin' and shit
Coughin' up nut real deliberate
Dreamin of Cherokee, Tink Tink and Selena
Losin ya energy slowly catchin' colds and fevers
Two times a month hittin' the store
While I'm smokin' on blunts, spontaneously hittin' ya whore
Let me go down deeper in detail
She chokin' me out, like a house of Windsor down to its tail
Yo I promised sonny daddy won't bail
Yo I help with the homework
Let'em go and watch 'em roam berserk
Everyday feel like muder she wrote
Expect the unexpected, f*ck it, forget it, I'm wearin' the coat

Taking care of that case
Real familiar to the dog and cat chase
I'm all for that black, the leveled out mack
A little Q.T. chill and relax, ayo I'm guilty of that
I got the back and be filthy in acts
Taking care of that case
Real familiar to the dog and cat chase
I'm all for that black, the leveled out mack
A little Q.T. chill and relax, ayo I'm guilty of that
I got the back and be filthy in acts

Ayo, the day approachin' closer for this universal soldier
Cold months went warm, things working out for ya
Saw the mountain, climbed it just to get to the top
Prison a big shock on life, son be chillin' with pops
The illest rounds, killin' sound stage, give him his props
Drop a Hart Plaza freestyle and wildin' won't stop
Build with the likes of Khalil, Dionte and Coby
Timberland rockers yo, docks, Saucony
Homie keep the ol girl, I got the real
F*ck ya trees and y'all drinks, y'all can go Earl
With all the disrespect, you don't know intellect
I wasn't gone long, but you still found time to get flexed
These stresses has beens
You and ya mans live in the trash bin
Hoe you played me bugged, didn't know I was plugged
I come crashin', anytime I feel like,
Bust'em in head and plus it might be tonight

Taking care of that case
Real familiar to the dog and cat chase
I'm all for that black, the leveled out mack
A little Q.T. chill and relax, ayo I'm guilty of that
I got the back and be filthy in acts
Taking care of that case
Real familiar to the dog and cat chase
I'm all for that black, the leveled out mack
A little Q.T. chill and relax, ayo I'm guilty of that
I got the back and be filthy in acts