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Come On Feet `Quasimoto`

come on feet come on feet come on feet come on feet come on feet come on feet, cruise for me(do ya thang) trouble aint no place to be!

Closer (Feat. Madvillain) `Quasimoto`

with grenades He say these black negro's is crazy Hey these wack trees don't even phase me Part of a new way Chrome face 24/7 stay screw face Play home base You'll never come closer to where they want

Maingirl `Quasimoto`

My main girl, she always cook me up some food My booty call back, she all sassy and rude whatever My third hot momma always shake it like a salt shaker The fourth hot mommy got a body like, ��Oh Lordy...

Astronaut `Quasimoto`

there in orbit And walked further than the moon ain't we Ain't we Ten to one if you found a dude Straighten you as good as me Wouldn't be no more angel than me anyway Interlude Ain't gon' pull no train on

Privacy `Quasimoto`

Ohh Quasimoto Yup Reproduction or other commercial use of this is recording is prohibited Verse 1: Quasimoto I need my own space But that simple fact, you ain't understand it Always in my face That shit's

Astro Black `Quasimoto`

Astro Black Verse 1 This is the Original Yo it's Astro Black, coming through your town Quasimoto back again, fuckin skins so we can go some rounds I'm making schemes from here to New Hampshire Yo bitch

24-7 (feat. MED) `Quasimoto`

Like a .357 hitting on 365 Checking them dead or alive With my man Verse 1: Medaphoar Listen up I make it pop when I drop the rhyme No corrupting your spot that mops MC's out the box so I remain on top

Bartender Say `Quasimoto`

How come day breaking don't fall And night falling don't break They don't like to lose Like when whose telling who They don't like and learn Like I said They never knew that Feel like a Lieutenant that

Bullyshit `Quasimoto`

Hey Quas, let em know why you the bad character I only come out when the sky gets dark, in the night time We get sharp light, when it's the right time I run around town scalping old folks for butter knives

Hydrant Game `Quasimoto`

Shit was crazy Don't go away- don't go away man lay there, catch your breath, get yourself back together Ay, where you going You ever seen a bigger fool Niggas ain't got no respect, no respect Hook: Quasimoto

Put A Curse On You `Quasimoto`

I do you like a witch doctor Triple hex put on your soul Ain't no one gonna stop the Torture I put you through putting pins through your voodoo doll Lace you with some fire Rip off ya legs till ya have

Discipline 99 Pt. 1 (feat. Wildchild) `Quasimoto`

It's Lord Quas with the pack up on it Got a crew up in the bay that's always dropping components When you're stuck in highway one We jump the gun and try to get the Mass Appeal Verse 2: Wildchild Ha-ha

The Exclusive (feat. MED) `Quasimoto`

Na, I'm just sayin' though, man It's some real shit, scroll music, you know So Imma be on some real issues with you all tonight, man One Love Yeah For all my people Uh, look Verse I You never know a good

Return Of The Loop Digga `Quasimoto`

shit Some niggas be looping up them played out hits But that's more for me, plus the peeps I'm down with We strive to create some way out other shit That you ain't heard yet, we building up respect Then come

Discipline 99 Pt. 0 (feat. Mr. Herb) `Quasimoto`

Quasimoto discipline 99...

Goodmorning Sunshine `Quasimoto`

My Aunt Emma She drowned in that boat on labor day She was wearing that big wide yellow hat It was all yellow and brand new The hat was green and she was too, (Everyone was there) When they found her Because

Real Eyes `Quasimoto`

I hate it when the fake nigga try to doze Rap about his clothes and fakes ass stories and hoes Or how he shot up his rival foes Like I ain't heard that story befo' I had it up to here with the black on

Basic Instinct `Quasimoto`

basic instinct to keep the party live We got y’all niggas open, hit you with the party vibe I’m cruising like skating in Central Park up in Venice With a box portraying the menace I got the forty on

Catchin' The Vibe `Quasimoto`

Verse 1 Ay yo the other day some nigga hit me up Said yo what you got left Cuz he heard mad shit, he tried to put me to the test I lay like 150 more styles on him I was flipping mad taste, spitting shit

Astro Travellin `Quasimoto`

i always keep my weeds on deck, smokin la (anyway everyday i spark a lot)...

Planned Attack `Quasimoto`

While we hit you with another one of them old phenomenal shits Verse 1: Quasimoto & Madlib Yo, it's the master don, yo, I hit you off lazy With my nigga Lord Quas Lord Quas in the place, master race MCs

Bluffin `Quasimoto`

Quasimoto we keep it on that next shit Lord Quas Mr.

Low Class Conspiracy `Quasimoto`

Aiyyo we headed to a party to go see whats happening smoking a lot in the car turn on some rappen Start to freestyle we be up on our way Finish up the blunt Somebody pass me that tray Get on the freeway

Greenery `Quasimoto`

smoking on the trees at a hundred degrees never touch the breeze this is sticky green leaves (put it in the dutch it gets stuck on yo touch) pack it in the bong, last long, have you on fresh light

Green Power `Quasimoto`

Smoking on the trees at a hundred degrees Never touch the breeze this is sticky green leaves (put it in the dutch it gets stuck on yo touch) Pack it in the bong, last long, have you on fresh Light it up

Brothers Can't See Me `Quasimoto`

Brothers can't see me Brother Madlib invasion Check it out Brothers can't see me Verse 1 Yo, Quasimoto taking over these airwaves Flip the bow, never hitting with fair play My style hit you all in your

Civilization Day `Quasimoto`

Well I hope so Here's the official stolen government training film of the secret plan to deal with an alien uprising Today you have to stay on your toes When you're walkin the streets and stalkin the

J.A.N. `Quasimoto`

Jive ass niggas always in my face Try to play the role, yo, I put you in your place Quasimoto Looking at me, scheming with your jealousy Fuck with me, I'll looking like some leprosy I can feel your bad

Axe Puzzles `Quasimoto`

QuasimotoQuasimoto, the green in your area Putting it on you sick with it, like malaria We groaning like Spy vs.

Rappcats Pt. 3 `Quasimoto`

Love My Mama by Mr T Huh, I used to bump Howie Tee and Chubb Rock Chosen Ones, Subroc Or KMD, or BDP, or CDP, or CCB Take it back like LONS Remember Daddy Fresh or Maestro Fresh Wes I know rap, my man On