QB's Finest lyrics

QB's Finest lyrics

"Fire - Nature Lyrics"

Good Times Lyrics
Good times [3x] Oh baby, Good times... Good times- any time you need a payment Good times- any time you feel free Good times- any time you rock the mic You're not getting hassled; not getting hustled Keeping your head above water Making a wave when you can Taking every layoff

Nature---Fire

[Nature]
Fire.. it's fire, put the fire out
Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo

I got the whole city stoppin, O.G.'s diddy-boppin
Playin my shit, critics sayin my shit
Tryin to get me for that ice that lay on my wrist
It's like flippin on your wife, cause I made her my bitch
Feel me? I play with any card you niggaz deal me
Every nigga out the fam is guilty, I plead the fifth
Queens niggaz be the strength, the lock and chain
Thugs on the block know I got the game
You mighta heard me with The Firm and forgot my name, pardon me
It's N-A-T-U-R-E
The latest Barkley's, known to smack niggaz nonchalantly
Queensbridge, same hood as Nas and Mobb Deep
Ghettofabulous,
Lights Lyrics
Walking down the street Taking in the sights and pleasures Sometimes it feels so good to be alive From theatre to bar From cabaret to car I forget to cry Forget the reasons why Lights City lights In my head Blue and red In my eyes Make me spin Help forget the pain I'm in Lights City lig
class of nine-eight my fellow graduates
Well known savages, we elbow cabbages
Niggaz better duck or I'ma spray a round
I make it like the O.K. Corral, blazin 'til I lay 'em down

[Chorus - repeat 2X]
If you need flames, you need this
If you resist, you need help
Third degree burns, the heat felt
Blaze when I know that it's on, what you thought it was a false alarm?

[Nature]
Yo, yo, aiyyo
I got more twists than Six Flags, more chicks than gym class
Overweight momma sippin Slim Fast, glad to meet Nate
The casualty rate, risin like yeast
And they label me surprise of the streets, Cobra Commander
I smoke Newports, meanin I roll with cancer
Fuck what y'all thought, y'all
Learn To Smile Lyrics
Slow and easy is a dimension Gonna laugh it up Laugh it up They say you make no fool of you And it's new for you to gaze Up and down inside your yourself Inside yourself It's good in here It's pretty far out Yes we're all just learning how to smile We're looking out to you We're looking out to you
now the answer, is psychological
Tone and Poke beats, make me write phenomenal
I give lifetime scars like drama do, it's gangsta chronicles
Turn to page one, hurricanes come, I call 'em twisters
It's deeper than life Dunn, I'm four dimensions
More suspensions, SV-12; gettin pressed my cassettes need shells
Fuckin Mets need help
It's therapeutic, I lay it out clear
Y'all niggaz better use it
Nowhere else you find better music
You try to find it in the hall of fame
My man's callin shit fire, I just call it flame

[Chorus]

[Nature]
Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo
Queens to the heart from the start it was Run and them
No love faggot MC's respect none of them
Niggaz stop
The Birth of Christ Lyrics
Well they traveled over hills and mountains On a cold December night just like this For they knew what was going to happen Mary would give birth to the prince of peace Our Lord From the manjor what they saw in the distance Was a misty silloutte of three kings Bringing all the most prescious jewels to our savior Knowing he would soon
umblin, get popped you're fumblin
Regulatin raps to rocks the block's bubblin
Five percent days, in the Bridge bobbin off calente
Wise enough to drop out the 10th grade
Hold that thought, twist up nigga, roll that short
Catch me with my chick that let me go back door
Hall of famer, don't make me shoot your game up
at close range, stand back watch the toast flame
Yo it's funny, the way a nigga act like that
It's only money, that make a nigga rap like that
Keep a roscoe, peep me on the Chris Rock show
You either beat me or you get your eye swoll, y'all know the rules
Faggot niggaz like y'all, chose to lose
I give meaning to the phrase smoke'n'brew, fire nigga

[Chorus] - repeat to fade