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Codeseven

Codeseven was formed in 1995 as a melodic hardcore band in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. Their first "official" release (their actual first release was called Paper or Plastic , released through a small Winston-Salem-based label called Huel Records), A Sense of Coalition (1998) gained popularity on college radio stations for a cover of Don Henley's "The Boys of Summer" (not to be confused with The Ataris' cover of the same song that became a mainstream radio hit years later). more »

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Lately it feels like everywhere I go the people are second guessing me
I feel like I could do it better if they'd let me be
But nobody wanna give me a chance
Unless I cater to their wishes with a little song and dance but
That aint me I aint so disingenuous
And when I spit the flow goes back and forth you know it's pendulous
And tryna keep track of my lyricism can be strenuous
But you know this is probably the verse I'm gonna end you with
I know I shouldn't end a sentence with a preposition
But the definition of a premonition's
When I say that I got 7 women
Waiting for me back at the Hotel again
Butt naked watching television
HA
Hell I'm kidding I'm just putting on airs
And with me you know what you're getting cause I'm good and prepared
You acting like if you step to me that you wouldn't be scared
I kick the shit out of this beat you put your foot in the snare
And when I step up on the mic I'm scary
Like Carrie
Pouring pig's blood on the Republican Primary
I don't fight fairly
In the Congressional Library
You're all zeros
I'm number 1
Binary
I'm the cream of the crop
I guess you're lactose intolerant
Cause I tear your ass up just like dairy
You're all frauds
I'm a true man
Looking at you with an evil eye like I was Newman
Hi Jerry
I think therefore I am and I'm emulating the legends
By repping it on this cypher and fighting my way to Heaven
Most rappers lack the guts so I'm giving em indigestion
And freaking out on this beat without no street cred or no hedge fund
Just a smartphone and a vision
Forgetting my inhibitions when listening to the rhythm
Enriching it with my pencil and my invincible writtens
Ostensibly on a level with Jesus when he had risen
Gonna break out of this prison
This arrogant narrative of phony erroneous wisdom
I'm firing on every piston and ready to go the distance
If you think that you got something to show me
Homie come get some
But that'll be an L for you
To tell the truth
You know I never fail the booth
And holding back when I battle
You know I seldom do
But going head to head with you feel's like child abuse
Wild and ruthless on the roof just
Spitting mad bars
Going hard and getting just as rude as rude gets
Cause I go heavy in everything no excuses
And I'm just making sure the noose fits round your neck
And it's ready for you to hang yourself
I know probably having such a small brain don't help
But this is my time
I'm steady tearing out your lifelines
And lyrically committing high crimes
See everybody calling me Little Foot cause my long neck
And I'll admit as a kid it gave me a complex
Then I realized everyone's different
Some are black some are white
Others suck at spitting on the mic
And their freestyles so damn bland
That when they spit everyone vanish like it's No Man's Land
You'll be getting slapped by an old man's hand
Cause Ima prove once and for all that your flow can't stand
Up to the heat that I'm representing
Take a step and get incinerated
I'm about to demonstrate how Codan
Lands a backflip
When he's spitting the rap
Getting so sick on the track
Making the women attack
Getting you visibly agitated
When you see an original act you hate it
When it comes to a pen and a pad you aint shit
When I spit you just so enraptured
You're forgetting to clap
Too late IT's OVER
And when I step up on the mic I'm scary
Like Carrie
Pouring pig's blood on the Republican Primary
I don't fight fairly
In the Congressional Library
You're all zeros
I'm number 1
Binary
I'm the cream of the crop
I guess you're lactose intolerant
Cause I tear you ass up just like dairy
You're all frauds
I'm a true man
Looking at you with an evil eye like I was Newman
Hi Jerry

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