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Quinn XCII

The Story of Us

2017

got shit to do (shit to do)
Got a album on the way, I'm a busy dude
Now I know why CEO's drinking at noon

You're going on and on, asking favors

proud of it
Double Clutch be our name and we'll be causing ruckus
Shoutout to my boy Young Grizzley for having me on his album
Put my soul into the lyrics

Just do not leak my porno searches and masturbation
Tie you rappers up and film it now that is degradation
Always got my shirt off you should send me

to y'all instead
I just wanna thank you all
Thank you for coming on this journey with me

What you're about to hear in this album
Is me talking a lot

Hated on Mostly

Crime Mob

Hated on Mostly

2007

that nigga you don't know
Bitch nigga you don't know me nigga you don't know me

Now its a bunch of niggas hatin on the mob since we came on
Niggas

is my fucking problem
I should do something real for some real evidence
Buy a cat and name after Nick Mariah Cariyan
Me having good time I came out I'm

tonight, do you wanna work for the rest of your life?
One time for my people in the back, tell me what you gon' do for a couple stacks
Robbing, stealing,

like fuck it then you niggas got it let's see what you niggas can do
I don't fuck with them they say got us but they switching on the whole crew
Look

get through
Got a good one at home
But drinking with these fine hoes
Wifey telling me to settle down, we have a kid
But them selfish tendencies be

this
Long before Easy-E, this MC, he was ruthless
Kickin' rhyme, spittin' 'rhyme, freestyle, I do's this 
Who's this? You don't know me, homie, I'm

storm?
What happens when you catch that storm?
Pardon me, I'm just trying to get a good seat to the show
Cause we gonna blow like a supernova
We the winner

on this song, nigga Ion wanna work with you
My bro be in the kitchen but I know he do some murder too
‘Member I was down and out, you never helped me
But

to do? Ah, yes, that's right, rather get a dollar or two
Shoot, am I doing good? I'll keep writing a bunch of rhymes until I say goodnight, woo
Hey, what's

with new work
Album cover artwork, drop it on a new shirt
Paparazzi wanna gossip about me, I don't do dirt
She want a tsunami on my body, I ain't choose

Night the City Cried

U-God

Golden Arms Redemption

1999

Crawling, just to make a statement
In this matrix 
Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man
Somehow found, amazing!
By the department of sanitation

at the sea
With great simplicity

Let me tell you somethin'
Sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do
You gotta handle it how you gotta handle it

to a better me
I was sellin 10 a g, scale it out by density
Sippin on some hennessy
I had to break them tendencies

Lucid Livin
I been trippin, got me sippin

take u out to come up quicker
Try to paint a pretty picture
Surrounded by ugly figures
She say I do too much
Already high why I'm bout To fill up my cup

At the time I was thirteen
Thinking I could do more then breathe
Why do you keep shooting If I'm aiming at the (leaves)
I only dropped new style when I turned

promptly
React on impulses and show
Your results calmly
Take it from a man that'll do for his family
More than he do for 'self
Who else could understand me

really fucking into me
Then she did some shit, so I passed her to the team
Don't get mad at me, seems that's where she'd rather be
But I had to do it worse

catch feelings wanna steal my identity
They watch me celebrate
I watch the jealousy developing
And feed off of that
Buy that mans album and eat off

trauma dump some big weight?
But she ain't gotta' tell me, I can read by what her wrist say

They keeping up with Fin?
They barely keeping up with Fin's

Skypp
We know your ass ain't innocent
Lie detector test and all, even gave me a lawyer dawg
He telling me I'm doin' good
I'm telling him I wasn't involved