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letra de quindangered species - q. allanz

(verse 1)
even if i had a broken arm, i could still pull a sword out the stone
and walk through forest and speak to nature in different language and tones
why you worried about how i know you got dudes trying to aim at my dome
b-tch, i got eyes all over the city, i ain’t using no drones
my epitome is not average, succas don’t want me to elevate
and push all this heavy weight through the freeways of every state
i was taught to keep it 100, so i do it in extra way
i get so sicc with it, i’ll flip an ounce when i still the collection plate
does this in a fresher way, yeah i see ’em looking
well, since they like to stare so much, let me prove that my middle fingers is crooked
while you was taking the bacc street, i took the scenic route
hands on the wheel, her hands on my zipper, trying to pull my p-n-s out
and i’m still focused on ignoring dumb sh-t that you speak about
can’t pay attention to nothing you’re saying, none of it evens out
he gotta problem with my clique, i’ma bleed ’em out
best ask around about the quarter poundz, look who we breeding out

[hook]
out here it’s dark, the breed you’ll find
a lot of rucqus in the midst, these dudes done lost their minds
it ain’t too safe, the sun goes down
here comes the vicious, and we surely will ignite the town
(repeat 2x)

(verse 2)
some of y’all need to learn to tell the truth and just shame the devil
wasting all that time trying to get views and likes on social media
all of you succas sure do feel brave when y’all get a mention
you must have wanted a p-ssy when you was born ‘cuz you want too much attention
meanwhile, i get on the stage in my astros hat, spit acid rap
after that, pull the hatchet bacc, look at my target then slash his tats
i can show you better than i can tell you but this ain’t no snap and chat
it ain’t fiction it’s fact and ain’t no hashtag in bacc of that
baccground solidified, you ain’t gotta question my past day
i never met 2pac, but i met mac dre
i did meet eazy-e, never met biggie or pun
that’s when i was selling that k!ller kush that’ll leave you with sore lungs
i been around this ain’t no hire for affirmative action
i’ll chew all you cowards with no allergic reaction
must ve a full moon tonight, time to swerve into action
it’s the attacc of the certified, you heard me right, purge, make it happen

[hook]

- q allanz

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