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R.I.P. Lyrics by Sin City Quinn

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[Verse: Adam Quinn]
When I was young I had a dream they said I would be the one
Them niggas lied Adam ain't got a crumb
I'm on my P's and Q's, so please excuse my views
Just know they ones I did not choose
Product of my environment all I do is sin
Niggas think they hot now, all I do is grin
I put you on my knee for thinking you great nigga
With your Kit Kat Bars, “Give Me A Break”, nigga
[Verse: Chuck Sweeze]
Look, fresh off the break
Flipping work out the Benz while I'm dodging the Jake's
As a kid I would pray for my name to be great
Til I realized I'm real but the industry fake
Can't rush perfection, so I'm finna be late
Whole team be killing em, we finna be straight
Rhyme schemes, subliminals, metaphors be drilling em
Live sounds, adrenalin, the feeling is great
[Verse: Adam Quinn]
The flow and these bars they go like a Smith and Wesson
Go and kill yourself, we knowing the shit depressing
Sweeze on the beat, let's teach these niggas a lesson
Say your Hail Mary's and Prayers, this a confession
[Verse: Chuck Sweeze]
Chuck, pumping bars like a gym rat
Sin City strip catching chicks like a gym mat
Niggas violent, but I already did that
Little niggas wilding, but I already did that
[Verse: Adam Quinn]
Dita Insiders, they four hundred a pop
My bitch wear J's fitted and knee socks
Tattoos, light skin, she all of thee above
I asked her what's the meaning of life
She said “Love”
Coming from Sin City, yeah, I never heard of it
All we got is punk ass haters, 'I'll take your word for it'
[Verse: Chuck Sweeze]
Lets get a moment of silence; pause
Give these niggas something to hyphen, Jaws
Ab-norm, but the plan nearly perfect
Eliminate the lames and the names off the surface
Sound a little different but the flow steady working
Big nigga, fame looking tighter than a virgin
[Verse: Adam Quinn]
Got these virgins saying you look way better in person
Dropped that Hoodie Season and niggas is still hurting
Keep it real hood, real hood, like Yo Gotti
If nobody perfect, then nigga I'm Nobody
My love for chicas guarantees a couple mijos
Tetas bonitas, you never get to see those though
We real pros, these niggas is just starting
Had niggas rocking hoodies before Travon Martin
[Chuck Sweeze]
R.I.P!
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Sin City Quinn

Sin City Quinn

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