Quasimoto - Discipline 99, Pt. 1 lyrics

Its Lord Quas with a pack of boren And a group up in the beta is always dropping components When your stuck in highway one We jump the gun and try to give the ma** a pill Haha LP's Thats the MC to raise the roof Its not a promo So wheres the photo Of Quasimoto Hes looking in the back ready to attack wack MCs with peanut bu*ta Who drops the beats that make you studda I jump up in the spot like Dominic Bookins when expected like Gary Coleman The scary sole man Where freestyle flows every now and Dont even own blunts but I be cloudin I got the lyrical stamina Always programming a New typa Antidote In your perimita While you n***as just limit the Styles you could be doin Lord Quas keep the crowd from booin Always stay true 'n Everything I kick stick eternal Leaving them crisp like an inferno Yall n***as ain't learn though New songs to pound Its like im J Beec Relaxing on the scene Plus im taxing smoking green Quasimoto We drop the natural ingredients All over you greedy pimps Playa haters n***as acting wild on the mic need obedience Yall n***as running through Like yall nuts off to screw I feed yall n***as to the gators (And watch yall gonna go?) Its funny how yall front like you n***as got money But at the end of the day you stuck looking like dummies While I hit ya with discipline 99