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

rude whatever My third hot momma always shake it like a salt shaker The fourth hot mommy got a body like, ��Oh Lordy�� We get around each other and just want to have sex all day My third world girl, she come

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

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

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

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

Axe Puzzles Quasimoto

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

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

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

Youngblood Quasimoto

cats Now the only thing I seem to chase is rats The ones that wanna use me for my fat stacks Trying to fix me up without a jim hat So you can get child support - yo, it's a dirty act So I gotta turn up on

Microphone Mathematics Quasimoto

mathematics) (it's understandin' microphone mathematics) (it's understandin' microphone mathematics) (it's understandin' microphone mathematics) Madlib I was born in 1973 I got five brothers we lived up on

MHB's Quasimoto

face Trying to play the role yo I put them in their place Schemes and dreams to get the dollars from Them niggas acting dumb, always getting done While she's bringing money to my mans Quas She all up on

The Unseen Quasimoto

you can't catch my swing We roll numbers stack styles every time we do our thing Hitting like some line backers Rude rhyme shacklers you fuck with us you end up on the black list You rushed by tacklers

Seasons Change Quasimoto

shoulders when it's winter time, pa Colors when it's spring I seem to stand tall Different time, different day, different way The original way with subliminal breaks, instant plays Good vibes like we on

Fatbacks Quasimoto

I like my asses fat not flat My honey's backs stay fat, and they're always like that Not only in my house but on the streets there's stack and stacks, you know I don't move slow, I get my cash flow And

Jazz Cats Pt.1 Quasimoto

Yo I be getting lit listening to Sun Ra early George Benson on down the Hampton Hall Steve Cole, George Cables all up in the rhodes see the Walt and Herbie Hancock drop the heavy load Gene Harris and

Bad Character Quasimoto

Yeah check me out check me out Public enemy number one Lord Quas up on the set Word Bet Bad character you see up on the screen I'm just sinful, vicious, oohhh Guess who's the new bad character in town

1994 Quasimoto

Let me take you on a Quasimoto rhyme ride Saturday night, puffin herb, got the vibe 8 miles high, got your imagination At a fragmentary state, Lord Quas the great for God sakes If you're lookin' for some

Players Of The Game Quasimoto

We're all apart of the game Verse 1: Quasimoto Will smile in your face for a taste of the cheese Fallin' out of the races, stay on your Qs & Ps Ps & Qs Good news, bad news Shitty reviews, a critic's appraised

Life Is... Quasimoto

Chippin'...chippin'...and that's all that life is Quasimoto Horny when you get yours chippin' Jealous when she gets his Melvin Van Peebles Chippin'...but that's all that life is Madlib Droolin' when you

Am I Confused? Quasimoto

eying me Plus my girlfriend keeps trying me where the fuck you going She thinks she can buy me To cover up the mind see Pretty soon she's gonna be crying see When I have to tell her about these kids on

Bus Ride Quasimoto

somethin to show you) just have a little pity, yeah, common folks(common folks) ya got a little booze for me, would you believe that a woman used to belong to me, yup how about ya please lay a little change on

Shroom Music Quasimoto

MadlibYer… Quasimoto Crew Yo it's the Loop-Digga Looky here It's the return again of the beat fixer Dropping like we on a tape at a uncomprehendable mixers Couldn't comprehend because of ill mystic fixtures

Raw Addict Pt. 2 Quasimoto

could I'd buy records everyday of the week But then I would have no money for when I'm with my freak Fuckin with these records I ain't never going to sleep But that's how it is when you're into this shit Quasimoto

The Front Quasimoto

see them when they need something But never ever see them when you need something That's how it's been so I don't play the fool nigga You should too, go back to school Prepare to get used, like honeys on

The Clown (Episode C) Quasimoto

you up with some bull whips and lassos Hangin in a space jungle like Ornette Coleman Till we old men Peace to Pete Rock the soul man Peace to Madlib for this hot buttered soul track Madlib Take it back Quasimoto

Tomorrow Never Knows Quasimoto

Tomorrow never knows, usually tell it's toolateThe day 3:16, when you meet your fateThe time of revelations is now, just look at thenewsShit happens everyday and the battle we loseLook at the ozone...

Welcome To Violence Quasimoto

Ladies & Gentlmen, Welcome to ViolenceBy word and the act, while violence cloaks itself in a plethora of disguisesIt's favourite mantel still remains sexViolence devours all it touchs, it's feracio...

Boom Music Quasimoto

("Grip the stereo in an instant") ("And then I twist up a bud light an incence")X5 ("Bump the Boom Music 'cuz I found a fat L nine times out of ten I use it to start this way") (Quasimoto) "Hey yo Madlib