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letra de quarter water kids - solo for dolo

i’ve been a menace since denis and sam kinison
take a pinch off a nickel bag, while i swig of the gin and then
back to k!lling them. till im f-cking shipping a million
until then, i’mma be sitting here straight grilling them
cuz cash still rules everything around me…
music is a business and talent is f-cking drowning
no joke… im getting tired of this lifestyle
bout to hit it raw when im c-mming in for the mic now
tip the cash cow, starved and reckless
wish i could sign to young money just to p-wn the neckless
until then im hitting bodegas for breakfast
praying to go that i get approved for my credit
that ain’t the half. my whip games pathetic
sh-t… my cars got the stereo you play c-ssettes with
and thats alright… im just down to my last tape
and illmatics great, but my sh-t eats tapes!
more static! im bout to wreck and cause damage
for lettuce, paper, skrilla, cabbage
call me a hater, no f-ck it call me a savage
if a rich rappers missing… yall know how it happened

now stand up
all broke -ss people throw your hands up
start pumping your fists, get em amped up
for my quarter water kids, heres the anthem (heres the anthem) (2x)

only thing certain, is im headed for debt
i dropped my first lp with an unemployment check
flipped my investment, but i ain’t done yet
so i’mma give you all a 2nd just to slaughter your deck
for the respect. my sh-t will slam through the d-mn monitor
leaving as the opening act, with some sad followers
yall wanna hate me? f-ck it come join the club
i ain’t rapping for the thugs, im something the ladies love
and even if you paint me as another lazy scrub
im guaranteed to get the pus, before you even slip the tongue
spot me, live at the 7 11
out in the front with a slurpee chasing down some exederine
probably dreaming up a scheme to get leverage
you think a ski mask and pellet gun can bring the bread in?
could of headed in, but through divine intervention
found a buck for a scratch off, and turned it to 37…
it doesn’t pay to be lyrical…
used to jack for beats and now im boosting for cereal
if i ever make it big it must be some sort of miracle…
must of died broke… count how many cop my material…

now stand up
all broke -ss people throw your hands up
start pumping your fists, get em amped up
for my quarter water kids, heres the anthem (heres the anthem) (2x)

- solo for dolo

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