Men at Work
Q-Storm
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I just wanna say I don't give a f*ck what anybody think out there You, you, you, you, you and you especially Q-Storm, I rhyme for the free mind Streets MC time, peace with the 3 eyes Too deep for the weak melodies to the beat Compact, leg, sweep then the feet rise fake gees, in the street, make G's Enemies make beef, no peace, but at least we see Police, police, we scream Aim for the pig badge, then blast full speed, Ameen! Lyrical biceps, elevation mask, make me feel like I'm high def Doo wop flow, bumping that Miss Hill Do it one time, sounding like WyClef Niggas wanna battle, really no contest Ain't another rapper, meaning the digest I see a lot of kings, but none of them progress Why aim for the crown when the kingdom aint processed? Destruction, I bring skills with unique appeal I drop the beat for real, and if you raise a fist then let it swing for real But they ain't looking more weird than Nicki, Meek, and Mills Odd Couple, send you a hard knuckle Get em scarred from the brawl, some flawless, all hard levels Multiple rhymes, im focus, im provoking the mind Im like a mogul slash joker playing poker the lines, you can't hold them Get it Texas, committed X's But then the next bitch kissing and listen Missing the dick I was giving, listen My mission unfitting, but I ain't making decisions But this a political mission because my love unconditional Guns and roses, but the LA edition No pellet and pellet, or more relic encryption Zealous, I bet I could be a better musician Wisdom, born power Supreme the math, the 5% devour Get them in tune, that's on my last album Inshallah, what would I be without them Down in the ground, beneath like six feet House arrest bound, I'm trapped like chief keef Q-storms back, I'm killing them each beat Twenty-five to life, I murder these MCs Nigga, please, if black life mattered, we'd be free Blacks kill blacks, we turn the other cheek Facts mean facts, let's earn how to teach each one We each one, we earn more peace But what they want to hear, bars and metaphors I got a beretta for any competitor My nigga say the way he raps detached like the predator, He shell shot like bell bottoms in Ellador It's Q-Storm from the middle of the map Chi-Town illa, Freemindz illa Ain't nobody hotter on this track, my nigga Make them all return from the dead like Thriller Jackson flow, classical, magical Way more than the average, yo Any style, I could murder Let the beat bang, keep flame, on a BBQ like a burger Beat street crews on the lurk of Any new beef we increase more heat, that's burners Never forget it, devilish menace Fight for rights like mine on the Second Amendment Feeling that change They still packing the Mac in the back of the Act, well nigga, that's lame I'd rather swing go coast to coast in vest for hope for gold like Trinidad James You a walking coffin, when im walkin caution I could spark you, hawk you, get the dog to bark you Lights out and Dark you at the car then park you Spray can and mark graffiti bridge and off you Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin' Man, that's burnin'
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