What!
Quaid Pearce
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When it rains it pours openin the flood doors 50k or more if you want my thoughts Sniffing k with this babe cause she wanna numb face To escape this cage that we all maintain You a day to day slave can't ignore this pain They all post online cause their life mundane Got a grand cash might cop a new strain Weigh it up pack it up then flip it like skate If ya ever heard biggie know the rules to the game Don't smoke get paid Or let em know where you stay Less you tryna get a raid They all empty on the gauge All my levy on the page Watch me level out the game I got balance raw talent and a lot a shit to say At the end a the day thank the lord then I pray Got style that arrays so broad like a dame Yeah everybody rap but what the f*ck do they say That's real I'm tryna get a meal Without working on a til Don't ask me how I feel go and listen to the tapes Get the uck outta my face less you understand the pace Homie this is not a race I'm just going through the waves Getting through it day to day From June through to may Maybe I can get away from the bullshit for a second Have a minute get a breathe in I been living in the essence Soon you gonna feel the presence At your neighbour's or ya residence Did ya catch that Show em that I'm that lad Talk shit I back that These rappers just act whack Knick knack paddy whack Dogs need a bone Ya bitch I make her moan Smoking rappers like a cone Yeah I did it on my own Everything from the dome Couple homies that I know Told me never quit bro I ain't resting till it go And it taking off like clothes What a body an it shows I'm the shit they need I know These rappers on their toes An their bitches on their backs It's a fact that it slaps No it ain't a mishap I can rhyme boom bap trap drill I'm like hazmat Yeah bruvva that's that Checks imma cash that Rest imma scratch that I ain't ever quitting till I get where the racks at Facts lad See this rapping shit to me just speaking where I'm at Between us there's a gap I'm ahead that's exact To the point off a joint uck anyone who oink This shit go boing Uck a pig pork loin Flip my style like coin Getting head off this tail With a body oh boy You ain't listening cunt oi I ain't playing like toy I'm calm you annoyed Cause I'm bout to fill the void I'm all natural you on roids Make these men look like boys I ain't focus on the noise Or hype ya not my type Throw away ya fucking mic This music shit I love I can never get enough If it wasn't for the rap I'd be skinny on the drugs Swear brother on mums Are you stupid dumb You think I'm not the one Ya probably deaf brain numb Daddy shoulda never cum Pulled out a ya Mum Lucky you a daughter son Imma slaughter everyone Just to get the job done Gettin steamy pork bun Cause speak it like none Ever since I was young Uck these women want funds Don't distract me want tons I ain't fighting over crumbs Win the only outcome Cause a loss just a lesson That don't stop the direction It just locks the intention And unlocks the connection Im sure I'm not guessing Nun at all or a reverend Pun always intended Couple bars and ya ended Yeah brah get the message I'm the hardest contending Nah they aren't comprehending So they yelling out What
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