Downtown Lyrics – Q Presents:

Downtown Lyrics by Q Presents:

You want some raps
Okay, well
Let me open my cookbook
I like my beats

Built buttered
Battered my hooks
Look
It taste supreme

Like royalty
Royce enforced the beam
I spit enforcing things
Force the stream that supports the dream

You n#gg#s inundated
Cuz you ain’t never been or did it
Been and lived it
Realest in the business don’t forget it

My spit
Is on the upper echelon, uh
Don’t know
What the f#ck that you been on, uh

Speaking about it, I’m bout it
Boutta start beatin’ up out it
Boutta bomb birds from thin air
And when I start reachin’, start shoutin’

n#gg# my reach exceeds mountains
n#gg# my species is talent
f#ck all the proceeds
See I progress, I precede with balance

See I’m a simple man
All I need is bands, a brib, and a bad b#tch
But I couldn’t live average
Bougie plastic, she exquisite, she lavish

Imma eat her, she Babish’d
Hit it from the back, bent back she told me that’s classic
She gon’ ride me like madness
Sweaty on her knees, swear to God she do magic

She think I’m fine
Standin’ 5’9 but the dick it ain’t average
n#gg# is you blind
If you isn’t mine you couldn’t suck without askin’

I jus’ drop dimes
Ion got time to think how you feel without actin’
I jus’ got shine
I commit crime in a most efficient fashion

Honestly, to truly surpass me
Will eventually become impossible
An obstacle, unwinnable
A force that’s unstoppable

My model mold
Shall rebuild the foundation for all the gold
That my hood location
Will bury, free from all the holds

Look
I graduated from Hard Knocks on honor roll
And when my big brother gets out
He’ll probably be up on parole

So until the day that I drop
I’ll fight for what I’m owed
Cuz this world doesn’t respect
What’s fair or honorable, nah

Holy water
I drink it like it’s some good p#ss#
These n#gg#s baby soft
I bet they insides look gushy

Holy alters
Shout out to the Father, good lookin’
Without my rhymes
I’d probably be back to where they was cookin’

Synesthesia, this beat taste this Sephora
Louis Vuitton outer decor, got Gucci for chords
Sharp as swords, granite tiles, golden harp on the floor
Said “Damn, they don’t make em’ like this anymore”

Now do they
I spent my whole life fightin’ for respect in a loose way
Now I demand it
Put some power in yo’ water like Kool-Aid

See I command it
Put yo’ b#tch up on my IG like Boosie
Don’t want no rah-rah
I really don’t need reason to lose face

You boutta get beat at yo’ game
And I’m tellin’ you n#gg#
I’m barley on hard now
So n#gg# don’t start now

Eject the disc and then tear it apart now
Police on park grounds
her#in needles, still locked in the yard bounds
Believing is hard, hounds

Bullet proof shields, be billy club, armed rounds
They want that block sound
That downtown
Where you’re bouta get spent

I take you D-O-W-N T-O-W-N
D-O-W-N T-O-W-N
I take you D-O-W-N T-O-W-N
They want that block sound

That downtown
Where you’re bouta get spent
I take you D-O-W-N T-O-W-N
D-O-W-N T-O-W-N

I take you D-O-W-N T-O-W-N
They want that block sound
That downtown
That downtown

They want that block sound
That downtown
That downtown
They want that block sound

That downtown
That downtown
They want that block sound
That downtown

That downtown
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Q Presents: Lyrics – Downtown

Q Presents:

Downtown