Quake Sauce

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Welcome

You ever seen a blessing nigga
You better count yo blessings nigga

This dat Quake Sauce

What brought me here to this microphone is the prophecy divine intervention found Quake Beatz no stopping me I write it independently the booth a different story imma always bring the loud but the master leave it roaring

They sleep I let em snore I got surprise on my side some nеver came back from the storе I gotta spit for my life I keep it grateful cuz I know some people barely had lights this life is painful when you all alone it’s scary at night That’s why I slice Beats keep uncut flows they need the pipe i keep a white tee I’m simple with style better at life shit don’t excite me the way they be lying over the mic it don’t surprise me-the things they might do for a hunnid likes the way I’m riding this here beat I might run like a hunnid lights I ain’t decide to be the greatest that came when I started life I felt it inside my soul to fix the pen and make it right the prophecy that was told sees revolution off the mic unsactioned this typa journalism can’t be tamed even if they couldn’t read I got it flowing through they brains even if it’s overseas the realest ones gon understand the 1% that oversees been had us eating out they hand corruption was the plan they won’t expecting nothin like me i had to watch some films to empty these clips on my Spike Lee i came from North Carolina with the brains so imma bright leaf now i be on the west coast eating canes with my white teeth wit my Black ass-do this fr like it was jackass i need a Black pad in a place where there ain’t a Black sad i put the smackdown on anybody with a clapback i don’t make believe and you can cash that but i make believers of my rhymes call me goat like I’m the greatest of all time it’s crazy cuz I ain’t even in my prime who lazy I’m only second place to God they need to rise up before I call my nigga Father time to fix yo lineup who yo top 5 if I ain’t in it fuck yo top 5 niggas hotboxed with the weapons on Instagram live that’s damn wild could say it witcho chest but you a damn child some niggas had to live without they father in the same house it’s lame how a man could give his half and then be absent monogamy was too hard ain’t a choice to be abstinent you selfish I can’t respect a man that couldn’t understand the damage from abandoning yo seed where the wealth is sweeter than some Welch’s we may sip in the hood we are the grapes and the vines and it shows in the blood the greatest things be taking time but I be loud in the cut what you prefer indica sometimes to channel my thoughts which otherwise is a hurricane of the shit I dun saw I took a dive inside the life I had to paddle my paws I’m on the right side of the good fight I can’t take a loss if you ain’t down to risk it all you really down for the cause