[Intro]
Yeah, uh, yeah
[Verse 1: QuincyTheLame]
I'm more than nice
A fucken phantom or a poltergeist you decide
Through the winter air, in the darkest night where I reside
I'm like a spirit in the after-life I'm floating by
I like the dark I think it sets apart, the color from the shade
Shade will surely spark a nasty conversation but I don't talk
I decapitate em, to tell the truth I been chilling out
Sharing blunts with Satan, like a mason, papi Quincy
Shawty looking asian, devastating, when I'm playing
With the words I'm saying, demon slaying, spikey hair
Turned into a sayan
Situation is very bad for all these rappers cause the indigo is out of the bag
So all you stupid motherfuckers better take that shit back
The industry is getting tired of reality raps
If I was you I'd take that energy back
[Chorus: QuincyTheLame]
Chain-swang like a fucken motherfucker
Gang hang like a couple motherfuckers
Blood sucking on these bloody motherfuckers
Chain Gang while you looking like a sucker
You stupid motherfuckers!
QuincyTheLame there is no other!
[Verse 2: QuincyTheLame]
These niggas pussy and they style ain't even half as tight
Timid lil niggas take a risk? Okay I surely might
But I never really liked, a stable motherfucking life
Coming back from work to some kids and a cunning wife
Underpaid, unappreciated on the dinner table
Under oat, under rules, under segregation
Fuck this situation my nigga! you tell me you cannot figure what I'm talking about?
I'm talking about, taking it back (Static)
That nigga prolly gully, spit so hard its like I study pseudoscience
I'm all alone, fuck your new alliance
I got the fucking knowledge, see no need for stupid college
I'ma teach ya, lemme show you what you can accompish
Astral projection I can use that as a weapon
Float to your location and I kill you in a second
[Chorus: QuincyTheLame]
Chain-swang like a fucken motherfucker
Gang hang like a couple motherfuckers
Blood sucking on these bloody motherfuckers
Chain Gang while you looking like a sucker
You stupid motherfuckers!
QuincyTheLame there is no other!
[Verse 3: QuincyTheLame]
We young we die we passing on the cigarettes', nicotine and alcohol tell me what's the biggest threat
Can you feel it yet? reality is sure to check
Is there a heaven or hell? Well I don't know it yet
Even after all the sins I still have no regrets
Indigo-poltergeist inside this chest where I reside
The world is mine
(The world is mine, where I reside)(static)
[Chorus: QuincyTheLame]
Chain-swang like a fucken motherfucker
Gang hang like a couple motherfuckers
Blood sucking on these bloody motherfuckers
Chain Gang while you looking like a sucker
You stupid motherfuckers!
QuincyTheLame there is no other!
Yeah, uh, yeah
[Verse 1: QuincyTheLame]
I'm more than nice
A fucken phantom or a poltergeist you decide
Through the winter air, in the darkest night where I reside
I'm like a spirit in the after-life I'm floating by
I like the dark I think it sets apart, the color from the shade
Shade will surely spark a nasty conversation but I don't talk
I decapitate em, to tell the truth I been chilling out
Sharing blunts with Satan, like a mason, papi Quincy
Shawty looking asian, devastating, when I'm playing
With the words I'm saying, demon slaying, spikey hair
Turned into a sayan
Situation is very bad for all these rappers cause the indigo is out of the bag
So all you stupid motherfuckers better take that shit back
The industry is getting tired of reality raps
If I was you I'd take that energy back
[Chorus: QuincyTheLame]
Chain-swang like a fucken motherfucker
Gang hang like a couple motherfuckers
Blood sucking on these bloody motherfuckers
Chain Gang while you looking like a sucker
You stupid motherfuckers!
QuincyTheLame there is no other!
[Verse 2: QuincyTheLame]
These niggas pussy and they style ain't even half as tight
Timid lil niggas take a risk? Okay I surely might
But I never really liked, a stable motherfucking life
Coming back from work to some kids and a cunning wife
Underpaid, unappreciated on the dinner table
Under oat, under rules, under segregation
Fuck this situation my nigga! you tell me you cannot figure what I'm talking about?
I'm talking about, taking it back (Static)
That nigga prolly gully, spit so hard its like I study pseudoscience
I'm all alone, fuck your new alliance
I got the fucking knowledge, see no need for stupid college
I'ma teach ya, lemme show you what you can accompish
Astral projection I can use that as a weapon
Float to your location and I kill you in a second
[Chorus: QuincyTheLame]
Chain-swang like a fucken motherfucker
Gang hang like a couple motherfuckers
Blood sucking on these bloody motherfuckers
Chain Gang while you looking like a sucker
You stupid motherfuckers!
QuincyTheLame there is no other!
[Verse 3: QuincyTheLame]
We young we die we passing on the cigarettes', nicotine and alcohol tell me what's the biggest threat
Can you feel it yet? reality is sure to check
Is there a heaven or hell? Well I don't know it yet
Even after all the sins I still have no regrets
Indigo-poltergeist inside this chest where I reside
The world is mine
(The world is mine, where I reside)(static)
[Chorus: QuincyTheLame]
Chain-swang like a fucken motherfucker
Gang hang like a couple motherfuckers
Blood sucking on these bloody motherfuckers
Chain Gang while you looking like a sucker
You stupid motherfuckers!
QuincyTheLame there is no other!
( QuincyTheLame )
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