Lyrics:
kept, never quack
On the Q-Tip I quote, I throw lines like a quarterback
A monster, murder motherfucks like Manson
A madman who mutilize men with 9-M-M
given day
The adjective amazing, spelled with an 'A'
And a 'G' on the end, by usin, my pen
Set forth on a journey for the, perfect blend
Rhymin was
Look
It's TNC
Back in business
Coming from
GL, CF, B5, W times two
But right now
We're live from London
Big ups to Sam for the beat
My end
Look
It's TNC
Back in business
Coming from
GL, CF, B5, W times two
But right now
We're live from London
Big ups to Sam for the beat
My end
been bout that life
And I can tell you the type who got cross yo Ts by the look in your eyes
Tryna get my eyes
In between your thighs
Look: I know you
tips, massive damage
The path was granted, loaded gats, blast the cannon
Chipped up, live by morals, don't get it mixed up
Diss what? Millionaire
the time I'm given
Livin' life to the fullest cuz time is tickin'
I ain't got time to waste in prison
But I might end up there the way I'm livin'
I hope I'm
brought Wu Tang back
And A Tribe Called Quest
Though Phife lost his life
That should ensure his rest
And Q Tip sleep at night
But that's just my guess
I
Better get up on your p’s and q’s
I’m only on my season 2
Twenty two months in and I kill a beat that’s feeling new
Giving you many a reason to be
Love, the main addition to my mission. Too much of that here for haters to subtract! Might need a Q-tip if you can’t hear the focus. We’re bred to be
hold any applause to the end"
That last request is accompanied by a
Stern look at the gathered audience
I don't think anyone would
Dare defy that look
I
me roll some weed
mad charged nigga now I must proceed
Yo we 'bout to make you set speed
Peace to Baby Phife, Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed
Watch me knock you
and turnin'
I still got the candlesticks burnin'
It ain't changed but it's a different time
And I'm still playin' tricks with my mind
My mothers always
Ain't no breaking me down, bitch I'm breaking the banks
And ain't no holding me down, even if you holding the shanks
I'm controlling the time, nigga
the tone of beats and poems
Polo's headphones becomes a skull and crossbones
Pull out your Q tips clean out the earwax
If you're still hard of hearing,
and collect my ends
Say "Look here freak, kick me down
I don't have time to talk right now"
Got to go to, my next hoe
And get kicked down, a little more
who ya are
So live your life (hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You steady chasin' that paper, just live your life
(Oh, ayy ayy ayy)
Ain't got no time for no
listening
Can boost this scene and do sick things to
Human beings acoustic screams like who kissed Gene
My news hit streets like Q-Tip beats so view big
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
The end of the day
At the end of the day
The end of the day
I get them chills every time
Carter, Q Tip
The name change but still the same game they ain't playing fair
99 ways for 99 % to stay in there
Policed by the rich, Government In my Home
LAKEBREEZE im infiniti
Im the synergy
I time lapsed you
Last epiphany
Somebody go tip the symphony
LA yall aint never clippin me
Im Oakland
who ya are
So live your life (hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You steady chasin' that paper, just live your life
(Oh, ayy ayy ayy)
Ain't got no time for no
hated everywhere I go, next time you want to
Compare my flow, just know that I'm prayin' for help
[Chorus]
Askin' somebody else to give me a hand
Ay yoh ain’t no more playing around up in these parts yoh
Check it yoh dead ashes to my finger tips what the burn did?
I’m positioned and know its
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