Quadir Lateef - Quickening Arts lyrics

Don't give a Phuck if your Coupe Tinted No one specific speak in general to Lieutenants Blue Spinach got ya whole damn crew sinning 2 lemons in my water gla** and my suit lenin That means I stay winning You luke warm my shot form Got you open like lose women is you kidding? I never bit but I been bitten truth always been hidden Chain fake MCs been fibbing Better know your limit I got a Canon is you Photogenic? Obituary with your photo in it call that a Photo Finish Crazy how I hold the Glock chest gone head missing Body looking Photo Shopped Somebody better tell 'em AKH Listen to the stories told Bullets like a can of pop Barrel like a Totem Pole She ain't gotta kiss a toad Tell her where to find a king never on Bet hardly on the movie screens Since a infant rapping was instant Chew stick and incense candy was ten cents I am with intent, I sin and repent then sin and repent The cycle begins like was and then rinse Must mention my gift in Lyrics intertwined with intervention Please get of my jimmy….. Henchmen No Iovine Hip hop needs an IV all theses on hit wonders turn to why me's Funny a** swag like Base(lil B) and YB never Based on anything real you not me You wanna Kick it? Ti Chi Pay me a Pair of UGGS 2 U four G's not talking Boots though Russian Shooter even Jordan needed Kukoc Came off the bench like put me in for you coach All these new rappers nothing short of Glucose Sucio, Puto , Got old money on the jeans of my parasuco And you know I stay on my grind I'm hitting loop holes I'm shaq you minuk bol I'm D 1 you Juco I'm mr miyagi you Danny larusso You too slow to keep up Too soft to speak up Nerves around me like weed heads and Pee cups Robbed on your re up smashing your V up and Just to get a pa** in the Hood your bringing me Up But I'm a soldier never did fam need ya I am who I say that I am You amnesia Fam If you plan to go Ham I can't feed My Flow be the bubonic plague you spitting fevers