Yo this the east coast kids reppin the motherf**in beast coast n***a
[X2] Beast Coast, Beast Coast
Q is chillin, Jbs chillin, what more can I say top billin
Q is chillin, Jbs chillin, what more can I sayyy
[1st Verse: Q~Ball]
Lyrical wordsmith
Heard plenty absurd sh**, in my time on earths surface
Look alive the herbs got me nervous
But whats the purpose, come and go the drums roll, but some don't
Smoke a jumbo from coney, island to dumbo
Thats my escape, trying to reach the high gates, when I lay
My celly vibrate, I spray miconozolian nitrate
Because when I enter your speakers, spill in beekers amoebas
When teachers teach us, but now i've reached more checks than my sneakers
But no adidas, on me cause, I rock nikes and J's, nights and day
My man mike would say, You might get sprayed like a viking raid
I might contain, the power, blowin sour every hour
More smoke than the towers, when I arouse and I rock a crowd to,
I'm hopeless tho, unholy ghosts is hopin we go
But im back on the throne, got the feds tappin my phone
Rappin alone, with raps that put a cap in ya dome
Never ever will you catch up but when it happens its on