Royce da 5'9" - Startercoat lyrics

Mr porter "Ryan Daniel Montgomery, 5'9"
July 5, 1977 detroit, Michigan
Porter, you a real nigga, man"
And you know this!

It all started with a Starter coat
The starter pistol got us out the momma jokes
The house party finally started
Now it's time to go
Get some pussy sponsored by the barber
And a bar of soap
I'm stealing cars, wasn't logical
But on the brighter side
It taught us how to drive 'em though
We used to tilt them
Bitches with screw drivers, so
I'm kinda used to being at
The bottom of your columns, ho
But the Billboard list was kinda comical
How the fuck was it designed and chronicled?
I can see it now for sho'
Bunch of "Blasés" from a bunch of
Artists with a timeless flow
Getting trampled over on a
20-year-old blogger flow
If 'Pac ain't on your list
Then you ain't fuckin' logical
I'm talkin' up the shit
Not no fuckin' 5 or 4
What you gon' tell me when I tell you 'Pac
It all started with a Starter coat
Wonderin' why Brenda threw that baby
In the garbage fo'
On my way to cop my navy blue Starter coat
Uh it all started with a Starter coat
The starter pistol kept niggas out
Here from startin' smoke
Without it, I'd be dead or be an artichoke
The 9 iron armor in the heart of gold
(It's that fo')
Nobody with you, nigga, that's the Art of War
(Let's go to war)
But do not forget your fucking Starter coat
(That's my mama)
Woah (What kinda coat is that?) Starter coat

"I grew up with three brothers
As soon as I was born, my lungs collapsed
And I had to be hooked up to a ventilator"

Now a nigga shining though growing up
I gave a lot of niggas shiners though
I gave a lot of people my respect
Daddy taught me that one, growing up
He threw me through a shower door
I used to wonder why my
Uncle looking startled fo'
Crawlin' around all on the ground
Like his heart is broke
I found out he got a crack problem
And he thought he dropped a couple particles
Well I'm a fucking alcoholic, so
Who am I to judge? I'm just honorable
I be temporarily in love when I'm inside a ho
I'm a pure artist
I don't need to see the charts
To know the art is under our control
Highs, lows, problems, pain, drama
That's what's optimal
I guess I'm just the best, I'm thanking God
And feeling awesome though
Cause I survived the era of the Starter coat
Uh it all started with the Starter coat
I lost my virginity aboard
The fucking Boblo boat (Woah)
I ain't graduate on time, I
Ain't go to college, so
A couple friends of mine did
Other friends of mine dead
I'm fuckin' reminded
Just because I made the most money
That don't mean I went the farthest though
(Woah) i hope my college friends reminded
You got degrees that don't mean
You the smartest though
Mo' money, mo' problems
I lost plenty mo' marbles on my marble floor
Than I left in my Starter coat
What they taught us that was all a joke
You may not got a lotta dollars
At least you got a post
I'm arguing with Satan
Screaming "I don't barter souls!
Please don't take my memories of
Me and my Starter coat!"

What kind of coat is that? Starter coat
What kind of coat is that? Starter coat
What kind of coat is that? Starter coat
What kind of coat is that? Starter coat