[Verse One Tonedeff] Now what you know about that crazy new Babyblue, label whos taking you Five steps ahead of the game, without a change of shoes Makin moves against the basic music that youre acquainted to While changing the rules, hanging them fools, saving the boombap Bang until the namell get a boost, like [UH!] QN5 Baby! Check the Asterisk The last to get mentioned, but always the first with the classic shit Eclectic multifaceted These acts is passionate With a massive buzz on a tenth of the budget half of these bastards get These hazardous cats got you pumpin your fist Because the performance is nothing to miss, when we in the building We have been building, since Rawkus dropped then suddenly switched Since Def Jam was just Russel Rick Weve been the illest [Deacon The Villain] Deacon The Villain got God given battle gear Thats probably cause my King James aint a Cavalier I saddle fear, rodeo it, smash the eight second count When we cipher watch erybody in the session bounce QN5 With beast masters Disasters just pile on you like Pharaoh in Exodus passages Inject plagues in it, let death dim it Then scoop classic groupies [?] [Elite] [?] Philly the fly fella with the sky colored shirt QN5 known to give your bitch an eye full of squirt Fire for the work, hardly known but far from aimless I dont do shit for the love cause at heart Im famous Ask Tone, at 17 you could tell Ill make it Still aint old enough to buy a drink to celebrate with Sorry to brag but shit I just want some groupies Skip the name miss, straight to bed, fuck excuse me [Mecca] Mr. Mec to you M. City, quickly disrespect your crew Get busy, twist your neck in two, all that rep the blue We all exceptional, except for you Qs on fraud alert, we see the bitch in you We exposing you hoes from broad to skirt You want your jaw to hurt? Test me while Im bored at work Ill get a break from making hits Burn your squad to bacon bits Youre mistake, fakin, mistaking for some lazy cliques Some loose knit, bunch of bitch cats aint who you playing with Its still ridiculous Dealing with the Q and nickle bitch Two thousand triple hits Iron curtain, sickle, hammer shit Hotter than pistol whips, you sensitive as a nipple tip Your boys in blue set your crew Frame the birth certificate Tight like La Costa Nostra Mixed in with the soldiers All on one sofa like move over! Prepare to lose close up trying to tear the jam up While we signing autographs you still trying to get some hands up [Hook] We rep the baby blue, so you know how we do QN5 is how we do it And we aint never leaving, we trying to break even QN5, you know we got it baby You know who the hell it is, with no rich relatives QN5, you know we on it, ha There aint no one above us And white women love us You know we keep it moving [Verse Two PackFM] Now you can call yourself a label, press up some CDs Because you rock the same jersey, you aint in the same league Now get it straight while I demonstrate, how little time itll take My squad to get up in your face and leave you with a bitter taste I wont stop till Im middle aged Looking like Im 21 Walking around with a cane, saying Ill battle anyone! Blow up independently, the label of the century Save on money with the cases from the demos that you sent to me [Kno] I hate wack producers trying to slander my team With them faggity loops, word to Elton Johns ear rings Since you bitch, you might as well switch Pencil them breasts on your mental and next Just admit you a fake, the baby blue aint hating you You aint running no keys I dont see Morpheus chasing you So I aint trying to hear it You got a shorter projected shelf life than Kobe Bryants marriage [Session] Session Make sure the name is printed Food for thought, flame is cooking A shame its tooken This long but now frames get shooken, lames get tooken And yall take an L like a subway train in Brooklyn Not a dame is looking, they sweat us at the shows Shut up cause we know you trying to get us fore we blow We by the bank paid and your babes and they all pretty Gotta say the same for The Plague and Varsity Domingo on the track, spin those under wax Put the single on the map, turn the singles into stacks What we bring you is a wrap Im a nine and a half but yo I need a size twenty shoe box to stash my doe Pardon me a second You a hard MC? Im steppin [?] till apologies accepted To lock us down we gotta be arrested Who can stop us now? Im proud of who Im repping [Hook]
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