Sportsmanship (ft. Bluhco) [2025]
• Written by Coindrop • Featuring Bluhco and Justiceproctor
//Bluhco 0:00
First on the track, so I’m naturally one,
Number one spot, yeah, I snatched it for fun.
They call it *Last Brain Cell*, I’m the last one you want,
But the first to go dumb—now watch how I stun.
Every word a bullet, every line got a gun,
I ain’t rappin' for the run—I’m rappin’ like I won.
Alive in the booth, like I just respawned,
Feelin’ better than the rest, like I cheat respawns.
They slept on me? Now I’m lucid dreamin’,
Took the beat to church—now the bassline’s preachin’.
I’m the feature that they needed, a demon with reason,
You get bars, metaphors, and seasonal beatin’s.
I’m the code they can’t crack, the glitch in their system,
Spit bars so lethal, make these jokers go missin’.
Better than the rest, but humble ain’t in my frame,
I’m the final boss, they just players in my game.
Coindrop’s got the power, but I’m the secret weapon,
When I drop these verses, you know they steppin’ back second.
Ultimate flex, no contest, I’m the truth unbound,
The last brain cell firing—boom! Shaking up the sound
//Hook 0:50
Have sportsmanship,
No need to make the torches lit,
Don't wanna be scorched in it,
Cuz it ain't that important bitch;
Shake hands and come to forgiveness,
And if you're sure of it,
Put down their coordinates,
And stop exploring it; [2x]
Uh, yeah
//CD 1:23
Still my own battle pro, and I hope these cats'll know,
Don't be surprised when I come shatter your glass world,
Last brain cell, you know we bound to go 'stupid,'
Them 'retards' knows you can't go around me and 'fool' with;
I give myself chills with how I can spit shit so coldly,
But still show each of my opponents who'll have the trophy,
You can prepare your best lyrics once you approach me,
And no I ain't your brain, but I'll be all in your head homie;
You wanna run this beat, well buddy I got the stamina,
Battle Pro helped me around the bullshit on camera,
But still have an ear out for whoever wants to be my dinner,
Leave them in fear using blades to pierce like a can o-pener;
See nothing but blackness, like living in the projects,
When I say these albums feel like home, that's nonsense?
This sport that we're in, my victory didn't go accomplished
Without the support I got from defending from offense;
//2:07
Have sportsmanship,
No need to make the torches lit,
Don't wanna be scorched in it,
Cuz it ain't that important bitch;
Shake hands and come to forgiveness,
And if you're sure of it,
Put down their coordinates,
And stop exploring it; [2x]
//JP 2:24
They say I'm corny
But they make up stories
And then claim the tale's glory.
I don't wanna be gory
But when they worse then you
And claim that every verse you spew
Belongs in a herse no matter what I drew.
They make rape jokes, then they make gay jokes.
I do the same I get all the hate and looked on as one of the A-holes
They say I diss too much but dont want me to talk about my pain so
They get stuck in my brain flow.
Because I'm trying to deduce the hate.
But every time I make they move they want they chew the pape-r
I seduce their takes.
Then get rejected
Over and over no matter I'm proved to be blessed with.
Whats the lesson?
Because I go to far
Then I'm too sweet
I didn't go hard
Too much heat.
They want less of what they want more of.
Then they get mad and scream "why don't your support us"
I was told to fuck this beat up
But you might call Amir for violent behavior
We can keep going back and forth till we stuck
In our childish nature.
I don't care if I was a pilot.
Ima crash out on a prided
Keep spitting corny homophones and make fun of mine and
I'll show you why the devil's quiet
//3:18
Have sportsmanship,
No need to make the torches lit,
Don't wanna be scorched in it,
Cuz it ain't that important bitch;
Shake hands and come to forgiveness,
And if you're sure of it,
Put down their coordinates,
And stop exploring it; [2x]
//CD 3:46
Woke up to my cousin taking his life,
His family grieving in these sick times,
I'm not looking for some comfort but just know that
I'm too going through things that's in my backpack;
Don't let it get the best of me, so holding back
The anger is best cuz I won't break your hands;
So
//4:03
Have sportsmanship,
No need to make the torches lit,
Don't wanna be scorched in it,
Cuz it ain't that important bitch;
Shake hands and come to forgiveness,
And if you're sure of it,
Put down their coordinates,
And stop exploring it; [2x]
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