Yo this the east coast kids reppin the motherfuckin beast coast n***a

[X2] Beast Coast, Beast Coast

Q is chillin, Jbs chillin, what more can I say top billin
Q is chillin, Jbs chillin, what more can I sayyy

[1st Verse: Q~Ball]
Lyrical wordsmith
Heard plenty absurd shit, in my time on earths surface
Look alive the herbs got me nervous
But whats the purpose, come and go the drums roll, but some don't
Smoke a jumbo from coney, island to dumbo
Thats my escape, trying to reach the high gates, when I lay
My celly vibrate, I spray miconozolian nitrate
Because when I enter your speakers, spill in beekers amoebas
When teachers teach us, but now i've reached more checks than my sneakers
But no adidas, on me cause, I rock nikes and J's, nights and day
My man mike would say, You might get sprayed like a viking raid
I might contain, the power, blowin sour every hour
More smoke than the towers, when I arouse and I rock a crowd to,
I'm hopeless tho, unholy ghosts is hopin we go
But im back on the throne, got the feds tappin my phone
Rappin alone, with raps that put a cap in ya dome
Never ever will you catch up but when it happens its on