Q. Allanz - Clear The Path lyrics

Did I hear someone say my name kind of rhymes with indecent exposure Last name is Inferrno, first name is Quincy the composer now spell it This is the symphony in Q major Known to rip mics since Cortez Nikes, 501's and two pagers Ain't nothing changed except the grind and the zipcode It's still fucq the holice with a crooked smile 'til I get old This cold, so when it comes to fire I horder I got so hot I went to hell and Lucifer got a restraining order Get ready to bucqle cause it's gone ve worth the ride I'm probably the only one that bent the knife when I got circumsized Don't say it's over, man, I'm just getting started So if you're smart, you better move your carca** out my path when I start charging My teachers told me that I never would make it But now I pa** 'em when there on the corner beggin' for change and half naked From nothing to something my name is now household With hits like a Cleveland bus driver, but I knocq 'em out cold Yeah, that's right, look what just stepped in the room A wake up call to your radio I'm displaying the weapon of doom The game is falling apart, it keeps getting faker Everything's hard to velieve like a hooker saying someone raped her Put it in paper I'm going in for the k** Straight for the necq like my entourage I'm the sicqest in the litter Too solid to be beefing on Twitter I'd rather let Octomom birth my kids and let Casey Anthony ve the babysitter Speaking of b**hes, ya'll can stay out my vision Cause talking loud and dressin' like a s*ut isn't gonna get my attention Oh my bad, you must of thought you was important For me to stop in my mission of business and waist all my wisdom and minutes Man, I'm so glad that I don't think with my dicq Never been weak over p**y to come out the poccet and tricq And since I ain't got no time for all your immature trips Leave all your comments with my a** cause that's the only one that gives a sh** But to all the ladies in the house When you wanna get nasty, you know where to find me One hit of this, baby, I'll have you wired Said you the type to get freaky so come and treat me like a pacifier Why you looking at me like that, you suprised I thought you knew I was gonna bite your a** and sucq on your thighs So time to get raw, get wild girl, go ahead and pull my hair Live out your fantasy and sit on my face like it was your chair Let it ve known, hell yeah, I'm coming out swingin' You tried to blocq me and stop me, b**h, what the fucq was you thinkin' And since you're coccy cause you moving raps Then pa** the dice, since ya'll think ya'll the sh**, right now I feel like shootin' craps Tell Conrad Murray that I got all these rappers sicq And tell Mr. Zimmerman he can sucq when the strap unzips Warn the industry, they better have a disaster kit Cause when I drop the bomb, there won't ve no more after this [Choru] Oohhh, calling all cars Ve on the lookout for the torch and the All Stars Don't try to apprehend him if he walks in ya'll yard So, whatever you do, when you see him coming, Clear The Path Oohhh, calling all cars He's trespa**ing daily and setting off alarms Giving some emotional and bodily harm So, whatever you do, when you see him coming, Clear The Path