From Queens, With Love (5 Song Set)

by Buddha

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i spoke this in smoke with lips that kissed a solar eclipse wrote it with fingers that flipped rollies controlled a ho at the hips this from the kid that didn't know he existed spittin flows over lit bogies and sodas and chips shiit u know what it is this set my soul free spittin freestyles like it was 03 when hip was coachin me and folk focused me, your homie from queens but kept the x close to me like a hajj in the midst of intifada and jihad sippn collattas gripped in my palms drippin in midst of stigmata come and cross me cross my arms with the same crossbow that toss lost souls to the cross roads cross my heart the flow skull and crossbones poisonous good stuff i should bottle the flow props are all i got to show for all i wrote but all i know is somethin gotta give cus a mufucker give and a mufucker get it and never this mufucker give or givin in if u get it, then give it up the difference btwn livin and "livin it up" as i reference "Get Lifted" gettin lifted as a fuck once again it's on evolvin at my own pace not to disown my own race but my life's my own race and it's not a sprint it's a marathon trackin my vocals joggin on the track as i talk to this fly chick wit baggage she carry on recallin scenes of screamin from her heart a black box i could relate to that sorta trauma i've had a lot ashes to ashes these are scattered thoughts take my job break my heart and my fingers and hit me with a car still check out the melody i keep the g sharp like a heavenly harp guitar or piano due to ppl that taught me to be smart peep the angles keep watch to hennessey shots deep in the shadows of the park and even when in deep thought to keep it shallow like whattup tho how u doin how the fam? give dap and go do what u have to do casual it's hard not to be religious when benches r battle trenches walkin by a shrine aligned with candles and pictures walls get lit up by vandal evangelist scriptures and girls become hard rocks, like amethysts, crystals our souls are supposed to travel the galaxy i know this from window seats of subways tunnel lights passin me as a child with a style inspired by fireflies now i spit fire and my entire attire fly i rhyme for the boro that sired mine and pearly white smiles from pretty girls i desired a writer of songs sonatas and ballads who'll battle u on ya block but rather see the art in the alleys of paris mind spinnin like wax or analog dat a carousel a ferris wheel or a parasol in the hand of a cinderella in a brazilian favela singin umbrella ella ey ey shit is rio with shoulder's cold as janeiro went from lonely to cold and arrogant spittin arrows i know it's terrible i could give a fuck like i'm sterile but ya don't hear me tho since we're here my dear sincere, i swear don't call it a comeback i've been here for years from queens, with love
intro/hook/ from queens with love even with a pre nup i said i'll never leave get what i need and be done nah baby u my only love my only one with all that u gave me u don't owe me nothin u don't be all show me the money and i hold u down cus u hold me up and u hold me down i also throw u up whenever i step thru rep u wherever it's Q-U from queens with love verse/ ill nvr tell u that i love u cus its dangerous ill tell u i got love if u want it claim it my friend told me her first burned her with herpes which reaffirms the worst love hurts with no mercy it turn me on how u turn to me turn me down turn on me turn me out leave then return to me i think ur anger is cute ur tantrums r too ur swag sexy like a hidden dagger in ya boot knee high wit a bit of a heel whatever i feel reveals cus forreal its never i feel and u make me feel good like real good hit u with the steel wood like let's build we could chill i know a couple spots couple parts of the park to spark up with a bottle at dark cmon i wanna couple with u fuck it cuddle with u struggle with u thru it all as long as im with u but dont b sorry i dont need apologies cus logically i could c what ppl wanna mean nd comprehend the depth and dimension of your psychology but acknowledge yall could walk with me or not cus honestly i dont need nobody i got me probably not the best way to start a relationship properly easy to be a mystic with self fulfillin prophecies i be on a vista like hasta la vista ima leap with faith that the breeze will take me to the peaceful place i need to be at wit a breezy who could relate but for now it's young jigga jeezy james han solo on it dolo like piece of cake til i meet my leia from queens with hate cus its not the opposite of love either way nahnah she was an angel me devilishly handsome tried to tell her we matchin we a hell of a tandem but hook/
ima give u the definition of genius which is the description of the encryption when lasers read the disc i dont make beats im an mc and shit weeded korean kid ironically they couldnt c the kid wit lyricism thats vivid listen to c the shit tho even if u seen it u wouldn't believe this shit 16s as mean as it get breathe in it like cigarette lean like literz easy like jesus did wit me in the mix he dont got a heart and a part of him empty and shit somebody call a physiologist honestly he is sick like bulimic bitches gaggin when they eat my dick like cannibals im an animal like cannabis see him in a cathedral sizzlin 4give me 4 these sins committed outta necessity steppin in a den of thieves i rep queens nyc a city that never sleeps or rests yet dreams project watch the team connect the cream collect pardon me i won't follow your protocol caught btwn bein a know it all and i don't know at all son of an immigrant mother i don't take a moment off goin hard dedicated to haters who wrote me off ridin beats until the wheels of steel fallin off ironically it'll be the only thing that put me on but what i be on? shit, i don't wanna be on with groupies who turn me on dreamin of turnin me on only to turn on me and see me fall like these broads that i treated right so i should treat em wrong right? not that i'm bitter shit i saw it all before at memorial day barbecues thinkin "war no more" more a forward thinker than most torn between porno scenes pourin liquor for whores or sippin alone in a city that's pretty yet as insidious as roses the thorns and the allure of new york, new york this rap shit is truly outta control but it's the free style so now it's out on parole outta my soul like a fountain i flow like the towers it's goin down like a mountain i hold my ground a malcontent somewhere with mao and malcolm x twistin the alphabet like some sour to an album i get it down hoodied down to cover my smiles like a maui sunset shrouded and covered in clouds hover above your doubt *bob and weave* these *beyotches* who be tryina box beyond they reach with arms *too short* u caught it? i hit trips there since eightysix sick a sinner yet sincere shiftin gears picture this drinkin beers sippin liquor driftin with a cigarette lit up hit the snare to whisper tipsy prayers into the rhythm sinkin into *frets* of whiskey as *guitar* shaped women lick my ear
1999 02:43
yeah yeah verse1/ hot wit it on a song a sauna personified as i massage a shorty mind and spine a spa with mine young at heart with dreams of seein spofford on fire from new yiddy, a city in which politty sponsor crime i don't got time for pigs i don't respond to lies responsible, i spit the truth when i'm in the booth despondent desperados spawned in despotic times psychotic offa psychotropics coppin off of the stoop hip hop is life, i promise i will stay faithful like those who walk thru fire to talk to sky ain't no saint tho closer to a sinner and an A hole only cus the lovelies that know me and love me say so a show off i go off break dough off piece by (peace) like shalom and aloha flow like noah's flood throwin up a finger, u could fuck a fist if u think i owe u shit fuck u like i owe u dick hook/ before i die ima party like it's 1999 i don't wanna but i gotta go die so ima party like it's 1999 verse2/ isn't it obvious? livin is synonymous with pain not to be a cynic all in YC lane my name synonymous with nirvana off the top: kobain show a court no love if u want me judged, then cock a gun and tell god i'm on my way tho honest, i'm assured, nor i budge i trust the lord above sure enough all of us gon be gone one day will the mornin sun be mournin us? or will the azure shore shrug high (hi) tide, wave goodbye city lights fade night and day embrace a naked sky tryina maintain integrity my aim has nvr been attainin fame or celebrity shit is lame steadyin the pace of the paperchase for the sake of it no other stake in it can't take it with me when i meet my fate shit james will stay the painter with melody like rain that came to serenade the serengeti like ahhhh hook/
Intro/ verse/ parachuted into a parasite's paradise and by my parents told to play my role like a pair of dice shine like camera light til my apparel pharoah like variable on point sagittari arrow like arrogant despite bein an average cat who spit supernatural vernacular hit cardiovascular like breathe the ambassador who fraternized with self described animal types vandal evangelists battered wives with sunglasses wrappin blackened eyes who rather be quiet than signify scandal to passerby the scandalous scantily clad alice in wonderland and angry adolescents with no language to describe the frustration they facin and have to cry at night and hard workin mothers and fathers who have to sacrifice to make due makin moves like christ in palestine stoned as fuck like welcome home my son moms was a philanthropist pops was philanderer me i'm a philosopher phantom of the opera i play the organs at the philharmonic like all up in the guts clutchin breasts pluckin heart strings at night she move like beautiful music in a g-string change out her clothes like a sequence of the i ching she need to be sippin fiji in a bikini at a beach she drop dead gorgeous pillow talkin thru a ouji my pipe game luigi and u know the flow over dope tracks i'm b.g. and chick go hard comin kama kizi articulate with artillery she slick flippin it off the heezy she be my general me executive chiefin weed in el presidente cohibas keepin it caliente i bring the pain til she menstratin demonstratin the pensive nature of a record's reckless statements she a soldier been in treacherous trenches she a soul survivor up in the trench nekkid, drenched between her legs yet it doesn't need further mentionin said i seen the strength in ya shimmer when i met ya then and i knew she a sexy motherfucker anybody get at u i'd have to flex on motherfuckers u a sexy motherfucker, bitch... Outro/ Sade...


From Queens, With Love: an exploration of where I spent my life, and the reflection of that experience on me.


released July 7, 2010




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