Rebel

HOOK ( Quincy The Dreamer & Nino)

You look like who¿
Come gimme dome
Like a coug__ar
Now you just fuc'd
With my crew!
NIGGA come fuc with the God
Stacking the paper like mwah!

Sending you bullets
Like haah! X2

I'm On The Roll NIGGA

Verse ( Quincy The Dreamer)

Feeling the vibe that she giving me now
Illustrating the position she loves
My d got the hickeys,Sign from above
FreeNation the army ,So bring all your guns
Mental illness I just party with nuns
Try to diss us,that's a hell of a shot
If you a phony ,we just never reply
If you are dope,no one can deny
I bank my feelings in a whole lotta ways
Bang my hunnies in a whole lotta styles
I run the block in a whole lotta fashion
You just bluffing ,I can tell in your eyes
And I got wifey,must be finer than gold
I'm a king baby do what you're told
I stick to codes Like I'm learning to drive
I killed my anger now I'm feeling alive

Shoulders are raised
I'm commander in chief!
You cannot fuc
Wth the trees that I sheesh!
Three some or nothing
That's how I roll !
Her curves remind me
Of that BlackBerry bold!
If She think I'm pretty
I just bless her with d!
I hate the sober feeling
Gimme my drugs !!
Im just thuggin
But don't call me a thug!!!
It's now or never
We just robbing a bank!!!!
Hoo!
Chorus ( Quincy The Dreamer & Nino)

You look like who¿
Come gimme dome
Like a coug --ar
Now you just fuc'd
With my crew!
NIGGA come fuc with the God
Stacking that paper like mwah!
Sending you bullets
Like haah!

Verse 2 ( Bleek)

Look you don't wanna see me pissed off
My attitude's magnitude weighed a damn ton
They claim to be rulers but 30 centimetres could measure the god bitch flyer than a pelican
Son of God in a synagogue ,pray so we sin again I figured I'm pissed off this lyrical pistol is a permanent pit-stop
I spit led for Street cred
I did that in a split sec so sit back and relax I'm coming in for 3laps uh!
(How you gon say that I ain't bodied that)
Look around bitch occupied body bags
Somebody call a nurse somebody call a hearse somebody call a priest this verse is cursed preach this Godly Odd Kiid don't need deliverance!
Fuck I just sinned again
I'm bout to sin again
Baptised in the walls of a muhfucken synagogue Bleek...

Verse 3 (Nino)

Nigga i been whippin whips like whippin slavery
Chain all gold Brain gon bomb
Screw your opinions theres nothing to say to me
Explosion Damn blow up
On a new level of using mentality FreeNation Screw patients
Blow up on all these mannerless haters official trappers fucking up ur day cause they dont get the factors about keeping it trill
We jiggy jiggy jiggy jiggy for real
Say the style is ill well then gimme a deal, Swaggin swaggin gatta show em skill Coz we build this shit like an automobile From the ground up I could tell a funken like surround sound
Nigga u ain't winning game times up Gatt me fired up Im like burning matches Lit as lion matches
Anger plus the passion Makes a deadly menace Beater llike a panel Crystal like a palace Cut throat clear i state my msg Build to be savage Grabbing on her baggage Note to all that hear me The freenation sticks humping on this bitch They called Hiphop on beats !
Fuck ur hype i gatt bars and ya moola ya bitch...

Chorus ( Quincy The Dreamer & Nino)

You look like who¿
Come gimme dome
Like a coug --ar
Now you just fuc'd
With my crew!
NIGGA come fuc with the God
Stacking that paper like mwah!
Sending you bullets
Like haah!

The End...