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alpha ojini - quarterback lyrics
straight out the gate
burst through this sh-t like a quarterback
you put in your heart but it came out wack
perfect timing for a heart attack
say it with your chest (poof!)
wide awake…(no sleep)
still can’t put the knife away (yeaj)
get a slice of the cake?
verse 1:
this sh-t must come at a cost
i’m not the n-gg- to cross
and if you thought my att-tude was icy
my shoulders will never defrost
most of these n-gg-s is soft
the rest of them n-gg-s is washed
my music outchea k!lling n-gg-s’ dreams
i’m really sorry for your loss
this sh-t must be illegal
cut through the cr-p with a sword, i don’t need eagle vision to see the evil
i keep bouncing back like i’m beanie sigel
the bullet missed by a millimetre
my latest mission is to feed the people
i’m paintin’ my portraits: brush and easel
this camel just f-cked up the eye of the needle
and my sh-t sound foreign like it run on diesel
i peeped your sh-t, it was feeble
they say no be beans to bust sixteen but say hi to the weevil
to these baboons, i am weasel
i’ve met angels, met demons
clouds have changed, it’s my season
f-ck sh-t up to completion
possessive: i am legion
and that’s word to y’all heathens
it feels like treason
to be this dope
your itty bitty lungs don’t need this smoke
i reduce your career to a fleeting hope
mo’f-cka, that’s a real steep slope
these bars feel like i’m dealing dope
been strong from the jump like a skipping rope
i make my own bread yeah i knead the dough
ain’t no doors closed when i come through, let the streets know i said
straight out the gate
burst through this sh-t like a quarterback
you put in your heart but it came out wack
perfect timing for a heart attack
say it with your chest (poof!)
wide awake…(no sleep)
still can’t put the knife away (okay)
get a slice of the cake?
verse 2:
run the numbers
still gon’ be here for a couple summers
i mean more than that
a couple more perhaps
i’m finna prove that i’m more than an up-and-comer
up and running, twenty eighteen i was under
made a couple friends but never changed my brothers
cos the fake ones always go undercover
i’mma keep going at y’all throats till i cop a crib for my mother yeah
o jewa ke eng?
i’m really stressed (so stressed)
it’s-twenty-nineteen-you’d think n-gg-s would do better
but the f-ckery never ends
not used to following trends…
but i gats to find the blend…
plus i’m still haunted by my three-year hiatus so i gats to make amends (rewind)
run the numbers
most of these n-gg-s just dumb and dumber
what happened to biggin’ up one another?
i might just switch to another genre
but this sh-t too easy it ain’t nothin to it
if we didn’t date i prolly dodged a bullet
you say you the best how bout you f-ckin prove it?
if you leave it too long you could f-cking lose it
i know n-gg-s that blew it
i’ve got a million reasons
why the whole country should see this
most importantly i made this beat then i ripped it in a million pieces
i don’t do drugs, don’t smoke weed, you wouldn’t catch me stoned even if my name was stephen
i just stay prayed up like a couple deacons
b-tch it’s chameleon season
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