T-Minus - THA HIjAQ 103 (Dig It) lyrics

[Hook: Quote] My pen wizard out wicked Dug up the grave blew off the page Now All of y'all dig it Tuck up you're chain that type of shine ain't in it Dollars make cents but you're sense ain't with it Rags to the riches now my clothes get fitted Got my mind on my business so the sentence get knitted Act quitted when you're mask go gimmick…where I goes no limit Only cuz I knows no different [Verse 1: Quote] Peep the science of my atoms on the eve that I tat em To the flesh of my rappin' whose the painter? The sun's Rainer My vibe shine visual The Soul sustainer Strain out the ashes crack through the minerals flow out your Anger Coal pressed homey so i'm a shine major It's the Young Ranger Ricochet spray a sound scented sachet hitting prey when they press play It's a Quokane serenade smoke seep into the chamber Ga**ed-up-gas-gas giving them the danger Its all math music so I Drop the remainder Metaphor Mangler mimicking the mindstate of only those greater Q-Sk**'s ill seventh seal stay still before you let your words spill Never speak to a stranger Is quote dope? Homey that's a no brainer [Hook: Quote] My pen wizard out wicked Dug up the grave blew off the page Now All of y'all dig it Tuck up you're chain that type of shine ain't in it Dollars make cents but you're sense ain't with it Rags to the riches now my clothes get fitted Got my mind on my business so the sentence get knitted Act quitted when you're mask go gimmick…where I goes no limit Only cuz I knows no different [Verse 2: Quote] Dialogue stay best-dressed-dressed for success Brain never rest less Yes-Yes y'all came but remain express-less Don't test get F's I be fortified fresh I'm the king Mordecai couldn't order my d**h Tape recorder's get blessed No dumb "Shhhh" I'm a shorten your breath I speak in brush strokes writing with melodic love notes Elevate you're information otherwise you're times is wasting They say that time wait's for no man But I could last forever living through my flow man You gotta peep the glow man Why you looking at my wrist? I shine from the console man Music makes me a whole man So i'm delivering the program Own the hour that's the power or you cowering with no plan I aim to tower so you only see me grow man Even got the sour looking at me straight up just like oh damn Romancing with a pen writing like I'm making love to a slow jam Dancing with a ten and I ain't doing it for show man Every though within me's richer than the doe man And I ain't thinking bout the chips backed by the gold man Most poor man spend they life down diggin' for the coal man Hating life now and even more when you old man d**h knocking at the door man Life's a highway of reason woven in you're soul man So what you looking like once you pay the toll man? [Hook: Quote] My pen wizard out wicked Dug up the grave blew off the page Now All of y'all dig it Tuck up you're chain that type of shine ain't in it Dollars make cents but you're sense ain't with it Rags to the riches now my clothes get fitted Got my mind on my business so the sentence get knitted Act quitted when you're mask go gimmick…where I goes no limit Only cuz I knows no different