Текст песни Screwball - The Bio
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[Poet]Now how should I start this first let me explainStraight up drama since I bumrushed this gameNow I been doing this since a little rugratRepresentin QB, where my fuckin duns at?Thats where I bug at, thats where I love atUsed to be small time then I got mad stacksBut lets rewind the hands of timeBack when I first laced the wax with rhymesIt was eighty sa`en, I was a crazy sa`enNiggas tried to diss the Bridge I came bustin`Even quoted Doug E Fresh sayin we was nothin`You don`t believe that, you know I called his bluffin`Made `em go buy a click and put `em on patrolYou know P-O-E-T stayed in war modeMy gats stayed unlocked ready to unloadLoungin` waitin for the drama to unfoldBut luckily we never had to go thereLucky for them cuz I`m a nigga that don`t careBut what did I get out of it? jack shitCuz I ain`t the one to be on niggas dicksRunnin around sweatin, put me onFuck that, I hit the block and popped til dawnI was sick of the fake niggas selling they fake dreamsNo time for that my niggas gotta make creamExtorsion crew hits the block thoroughlyMerrily, merrily gettin bent up everydayMakin money, takin lossesBeef with the nieghborhood wannabe bossesEverybody gotta eat, heads bounce to the beatNiggas is politicin on the hill twenty deepNext thing you know I`m back in the studioI could`nt help it, I had to let my guns blowPHD hits the scenery real heads in the industry remember meI was flippin (flippin flippin) over them ???Stuck in quicksand on bullshit in tough cityIt didn`t work out, niggas had to brake outTake they own route fuck it no doubtThe streets was callin me I wasn`t far awayLets Get It On like motherfuckin Marvin GayeBeen there done that still ain`t finish spittin yetBack on the set cuz there was money to getMy team, army green, on the scene doing my thingThats where I first queen yo I gotta blow upAt that moment I noticed mad niggas askin me "Yo what happened Poet?"I`ll be back like Swarzeneggar, TerminatorBut now, all I wanna do is get my wieght upMy man blessed me while I was already bubblinHe didn`t dress me I had his money on the double dunI did my thing for a long whileI sold shit like it was going outta style while I was on trialAnyhow, shit got foulIt all flipped I owe dough by the thouBut I can get it back and make it all goodI do my thing blessin niggas bricks in the hoodI had it going, fuckin blowin I didn`t know thenSomebody close would snitch if they had to go inBut thats how it goes you win some you lose someAll I gotta do is tighten up my screw sonAnd crack that henny open and bust that bottleYou niggas stay tuned more shit comes tomorrowThats my bio, for those that give a fuckAnd those who wanna know about P-O check my flowThats my bio, for those that give a fuckAnd those who wanna know about P-O (check my flow)Yeah, QB`s FinestYeah, with the beat