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queens qollective - bring it back lyrics

[intro]
aha
no, no
that shit look like woah
ooh, ohh, ooh
alright let’s get it
yo

[verse 1: jean ramos]
queens now presentin’
lyrical protestin’
lean like i’m flexin’
deep like confessions
hard hats kicks proteins in my intestines
steez manifested
room too congested, i’m blazin’
but no, that’s only on occasions
cyph like it’s sacred
mj how i’m fadin’
k!lled the game with the same flow it created
mans been waitin’, i’m half man, half amazin’
the realest song when the beat is too valid
and i try to keep it raw and not type with italics
take the stories out my life in case you wonder like alice
little luck is only added when there’s faith in yo’ talent
this the equivalents
nas and slick without the glissenin’
military discipline, shape up like a dominican
the littlest simpleton dissonant is a singleton
is you listening or should i use simpler synonyms?
legal immigrants, doin’ they best to act like citizens
in a sense, losin’ they dollars to prove they innocence
in a similar incident, ’cause sinners tend to slither in
all of your inner incidents and your past, that’s in a tense
i spent half of my days, puttin’ pens in the grave
mics that i crave, and the pages i graze
and the pencils give me top until the bottom’s erased
and my fingers lookin’ like they mate
can’t wait to put it on display now
we ’bout to make it any day now
life is a b-tch, and she gettin’ it any day now
you isn’t blood but somehow you truly relate now
all in queens qollective go and grab a plate now, face down
think it’s about time that we say grace now
i hate now, fuck niggas always see to mate now
same flow, same sound, tell it to me straight now
fuck a verse, wait now
hook is like a bait now
intellect is checked and then protected
misdirect the disrespect and wreck them
genuflect and then i’ll resurrect them
pen erect, to then instead molest them
nigga this the jungle, quicksand every time you move you’ll sink
i’m claiming the lion king so fuck what a puma think
busy fuckin’ that kitty cat, while timon and pumbaa sing hakuna matata, movin’ ganja while that booty swing

[chorus: jean ramos, jean ramos & andrea]
air now
filling up my chest with all these things
i need a air now
oh you’re sayin’ that y’all all from queens?
lemme hear now
sayin’ it to get in my any means
like please don’t bring that back
i bring it back and it’s like—
air now
filling up my chest with all these things
i need a air now
oh you’re sayin’ that y’all all from queens?
lemme hear now
sayin’ it to get in my any means
like please don’t bring that back
i bring it back and it’s like—

[verse 2: ali khaan]
been a quarterback the way i’m out here callin’ plays now
hoping that we blow up, shit, i’m countin’ down the days now
same niggas that laughed, they see the vision that i paint now
never been the type to face the struggle and just lay down
fuck around with me, get sprayed down
you in the grave now
don’t fuck wit’ me and act all brave now
i am a greyhound
your b-tch waitin’ on my tape, now she pressin’ play now
waitin’ for the day we break out, i feel insane now
godd-mn it’s been a crazy time
all these hatin’ niggas got more spine than a porcupine
tired of the phony lies
tired of the phony ties
i severed off the snakes, gettin’ gruesome, you should close your eyes
truth is that i’m mortified
the error of the phony guys
flexin’ off they momma’s rent money, thinkin’ that they fly
all you fuckin’ losers tried
all you niggas claim you ride
sorry, please don’t waste my time
i ain’t nothin’ like you guys
’cause i ain’t cool with these stupid -ss niggas
think i’m fuckin’ bulletproof, how i’m shootin’ at these niggas
i done came up off the stoop
all these feral -ss niggas, now they actin’ all confused
’cause i slay rap niggas
i was inspired, had a vision for the flow and the sound
i worked entirely from scratch, ain’t no writers around
we had to plan it out before we made a move in our town
and now i’m talkin’ shit and all these niggas listenin’, wow (wow)
see, we too aggressive
flow too proper, too impressive
bought some properties and flexed it
misdirect your disrespect
and all you stupid little b-tches act too big to fill their britches
yeah my niggas on a mission
we too grown for all you children
how many times i gotta write shit?
spit out on the mic, shit
for you to know i like this
for you to know i’m grindin’
so you can see me shinin’
’cause there ain’t no better timing
so i’ma make it mine b-tch

[outro: andrea, jean ramos & andrea]
i bring it back and it’s like no, ohh
noo, nooo, noo, no
i bring it back and it’s like no
i bring it back and it’s like no, ohh
noo, nooo, noo, no
i bring it back and it’s like no

- queens qollective lyrics

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