Purple City MixTape

by CoffeeMonster

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Tryna hit y'all off with a new banger each week!

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released July 1, 2010

C&R Productions

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CoffeeMonster Baltimore

Veteran in the basement rap scene of South Baltimore. Low budget production and equipment - he keep it gully. Lyrically tends not to stray to far from the following topics: coffee, the Ravens, partying, and cunnilingus. Enjoy!

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Track Name: Poke Her Face Remix
Verse1
Poke her face? Nah I poke her uterus
Just so she know I ain’t new to this
Not firing blanks fill up her gas tank
Just treating her mouf like it’s a sperm bank
I’ll be Frank, you a lil Tanked
So lemme fuck that pussy then smoke some dank
Nah girl I ain’t gonna say Thanks
To me you just one of the skanks
One of the sluts so I put it in ya butt
the choicest meat ya know I’m top cut
Spin ya around time to bust my nut
Now I blow my load like its Blunt Guts
Yeah blow my wad like its full of hundos
Know ya ready girl seen ya cum so
Roll on over, light a P-Funk
Grab some drinks get back to getting drunk
Crunk skunk, ya know I’m a hunk
Who Never fake the funk on a nasty dunk
So come fux with ya boy, ya ho
Now ya come when ya fux ya boy, like Oh

Verse2
Ahhhh I’m the next Trey Songz
But I sound like I got nuts and a dong

Where ya at girls ain’t goin home alone
Who ya think I am, Grant Mar-tone?
For my jokes I atone dogg I throw ya a bone
Like J. Stackhouse, got pussy overflowin
Breaking levees_ my dick is heavy
So go for a ride like it’s a Chevy
American girl, born and bread
Ya give good head, suck every last thread
Now time to make tha Bedrock like Fred
So go head girl and leave me brain dead
Like a zombie _ with my tanks and bombs
Leave ya stache like ya just ate Raisin Brahms _
Dirty Sanchez _ I’m the franchez _
Or the franchise _ ya know I supersized
lemme slip between those thighs, time to rise
Time to let ya eyes roll back to the skies, ha

Verse3
Poke her face, it’s a Pussy embrace
Now that’s a taste I just can’t replace
_ who agrees with this emcee
If there’s one thing, its pussy ain’t free
An arm and leg, a egg and keg
A steak and a cake, a big headache
and later on her poor heart break
She knew the stakes but charmed by my snake
Ha I call him Flav Junior
hard to ignore cuz he so mature
looking to score he here to implore
All the lil whores to get hardcore
One of a kind, my dick’s couture
Biggest joose head since the Jersey Shore
More, more, they always want more
Ya Might as well sell my shit in a store
Always in demand, limited supply
Lightin shit up like 4th of July
Tag ya shit like a sacrifice fly
Turn a blind eye to her rally cry
Track Name: Too Much Coughee
Man I don’t even know anymore
Woke up on the floor like life’s a rock tour
Gotta assure I’m not this immature
Kick this life and say bonjour
welcome in the next generation
Hello adulthood, here’s my application
Kick my fascination with celebration
Hesitation that’s my occupation
My transformation been imitation
Illumination lost my invitation
Got no indication of motivation
I’m cultivating trepidation
Showing signs of reservations
Since graduation lost my navigation
no appreciation for inspiration
time for operation termination
Now hold the fuck up
Things are about to start looking up
I see a silver lining on my coffee cup
Take my game to the top like Adolf Rupp
Now grow the fuck up
Things are about to start looking up
I see a silver lining on my coffee cup
Shit maybe even get wifed up

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII –
I am getting’ so outta control
I need to slow my fuckin’ roll
Sometime
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII –
I am getting so outta control
I need to slow my fuckin’ roll
Sometime

wait
Stop the party
I don’t wanna hurt nobody
Wait
Stop the party
Give me water no more Toddy’s
Wait
Stop the party
Slow down ain’t Ricky Bobby
Shake and bake my life awake
Gotta quit that wake and bake
Put some stake in changing traits
And learn to curb my fuckin’ hate
Stop all the Pussy talk
And shave off the mohawk
Get back to being Ryan
Coffee Monster he ain’t dying
Just put him on the shelf
And get back to being myself
Now hold the fuck up
Things are about to start looking up
I see a silver lining on my coffee cup
Take my game to the top like Adolf Rupp
Now grow the fuck up
Things are about to start looking up
I see a silver lining on my coffee cup
Shit maybe even get wifed up


IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII –
I am getting’ so outta control
I need to slow my fuckin’ roll
Sometime
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII –
I am getting so outta control
I need to slow my fuckin’ roll
Sometime
Track Name: MeloDROmatic
I’ll make it by myself, I’ll fly
With flows hotter than the sun that’ll melt the sky
No freestyle yo I gottta pen my lines
No dogg but throw a bone to help this guy
I don’t need it, living it as a loner
No girl, noone from the corner
U can see me bleedin, a red cross donor
To those who fly high its my mission as a stoner
Don’t tell me what I don’t wanna to hear
Don’t depress me yo, cuz if I gotta care
I’ll turn to marijuana and a whole lotta beer
Bury my feelings, so I cry not a tear
Cheers, raise ya glasses
Some wack ass rap that’ll amaze ya asses
I’m here to try entertain the masses
And leave behind all my rhymes that’s classless
Showin’ flashes girls battin’ lashes
but I got no stacks, I’m still cashless
Paychecks steady but yo boy is ready
I’m heady, but I’m also heady
I’m smart, my brain state of the art
Just need to dig deep and find some heart
Like baseball cards I’ll make it to the Topp
Or like every soccer player, I’ll flop

Hook
My socio and economic status
On the high-side of average
Ain’t tryna be melodramatic
But I feel my life has gotten static
X3


Sometimes the more ya say the less ya spoke
just get on this heart beat like a stethoscope
marathon runner I pound the streets
throw on my asics and hit the concrete
just another long week week, I’m a bit stressed
sleep deprived my eyes won’t rest
don’t test me cuz I wrote this title
and I am two tired like a motorcycle
Burnin’candles on both ends
Strong coffee now that’s my best friend
To the end helps me sharpen my pen
Clear my head and focus my lens
To shit on haters hope they got depends
Then get so high probably catch the bends
Flying to the moon, or maybe Mars
Just like Lil Wayne, I could eat a star

Hook
Track Name: Fuck You Feat. Babble218
Hook (Babble)

I see em riding outta town with the team I know
And I'm like Fuck You (Coffee and Babble)
I see ya Packing up the trucks we got the band so Colts I'm like Fuck You (Fuck the Steelers too)
Say now we better, we Ravens forever
Now that's whats fuckin' up (whats fuckin' up)
With 52 on my chest don't fuck with the best I'm like Fuck You (and Fuck the Steelers too)

Coffee
New season, New Coughee
Last season, its lost on me
New season, more Rumpleminze
Get fucked up, I don't give a shit
Who we play, man up like wee bay
Deep we throw, run game like Marlo
Bischotti's business man like Prop Joe but
We Souljas bro, we superbowl dem hoes
Youuu, we smash like our opponents
Lombardi trophy we tryna own it
No ensalada Haloti Ngata
Eating pork since days of the Kaballah
we got Houshmanzadeh
Seattle Seahawks, we done robbed ya
Throw bombs on ya like ya worship allah
King of the Jungle, We Simba Not Nala

Hook

Lewis got swagger like Old Spice
Shake and bake, Ray Rice
Dennis Dixon ready the ice
Our hits are worth admission price
Throw it deep to Anquan Boldin
Too bad Revis ain't holdin'
Out, get paid, he pouts
We signed Josh Wilson for lake trout
Rape the game like Rothlesberger
She said no, I heard her
drink Ravens bombs, get bombed
fuck the world like its Lebron's Mom
like Delonte West don't give a fuck
Down south boyz from the city of muck
Chasing rabbits for the next meal
The murder weapon was stainless steel

Hook

Troy Smith, We cut him
Too bad, ladies dug him
Drew Brees and Peyton Manning
We plan to Terrell Sugg 'em
Big Ben is raping chicks
And Tom Brady is sucking dicks
Matt Leinart throws picks sicks
While Dirty Sanchez bombs in Flix
Hard Knocks, Oher Blocks
Robert Irsay come suck my cock
Chris Henry surfing trucks
Jake Delhomee throwing up ducks
How 'bout TO and Ocho
Child Please don't say No Homo
Tebow better say a prayer
God ain't real, I don't care
Peyton Manning rule breaker
Plax still a dick taker
Grant Martin number 1 hater
Jessica Simpson's face a crater
Give her a facial, fuck Proactiv
Killa Cam I'm a pro at this
Superbowl train try to catch this
Like Bieber Fever laying top hits
Beat ya up like a pussy
In a Tiger Wood's affair
Poloamalu needs that Pert Plus
To get semen outcha hair
Peace Graham, what up Cundiff?
Head to Mother's make my drinks stiff
Superbowl party blazing big spliffs
COFFEE AND RUMPLEMINZE