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Sade Adu
02:28
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Dangerous
02:44
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5. |
Tatyana M. Ali
02:58
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6. |
Luh You
03:52
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7. |
Plus, ULTRA
02:50
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8. |
SLANG! (Feat. Zay Mason)
03:32
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9. |
The Light
03:37
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11. |
Heart Break Karma (HBK)
03:37
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Have you ever loved someone so much
You would give it everything you got?
God damn boy that must feel nice
I never felt that way before in my life
I've been ducking heat
Don't stress me please
You want some insight
On what I provide
I just can't commit
Probably never will
Don't you hit my line
Tryna kill my vibe
All alone
I would rather
Be without ya
By myself
Cause I can handle
You were right
I was selfish
I be looking out for me
Don't you forget it
Won't you
Do yourself right
And roll the dice
Come cross the line
All of
All of my life
You've tried to hide
But you will not survive this time
Time, time, time
This time, time, time, time
Now I don't wanna break your heart
But I'm moving on to other things
Don't give me the run around
When I don't feel it that way
I've been ducking heat
Don't stress me please
You want some insight
On what I provide
I just can't commit
Probably never will
Don't you hit my line
Tryna kill my vibe
All alone
I would rather
Be without ya
By myself
Cause I can handle
You were right
I was selfish
I be looking out for me
Don't you forget it
Won't you
Do yourself right
And roll the dice
Come cross the line
All of
All of my life
You've tried to hide
But you will not survive this time
Time, time, time
This time, time, time, time
So you're just gonna go ghost on me then?
Not a f****** word right?
Like why you even gotta be like that for?
Like that's what we're doing now?
That's what the f*** it is
Okay, cool
I been sick and tired of missing out on life
Missing out on love
Chasing paper all the time
I been looking for a little peace of mind
Ever since you broke my heart
Wish we never ever tried
I been throwing shade every single day
Used to be the same then you ghosted me
I don't even care feelings always fade
The least that you could do was communicated
All alone
I would rather
Be without ya
By my side
Cause I can handle
You were right
You were selfish
I be looking out for me don't you forget it
Won't you just do me right
Let's roll the dice
And cross the line
All of
All of my life
I tired to hide
You're wrong cause I'll survive this time
Time, time, time
This time, time, time, time
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[Chorus: America Serda]
Baby
Let your heart breathe
Let the soul speak
Sing me a melody
Tell me what it feel like
To realize
That I'm the one for you
And you're the one for me baby
Let me know
This don't gotta be complicated
Tell me more
If you had my love
Would that be enough?
Baby
[Verse 1: July Quin]
Baby what you know about?
I could take you uptown to the boogie
For you I put in all the hours
Cause you don't love me for the money
[Bridge: July Quin & America Serda]
You're once in a lifetime baby
All that I been waiting on
You just found the right one baby
They just want you for the moment
[2nd Bridge: July Quin]
Now I don't mean to assume persuasion
But this whole damn thing is antiquated
I was hoping
That I could come over
[Verse 2: July Quin]
Sugar honey ice tea
She just might be my wifey
Grace me like a light breeze
Ooh I think she like me
I know what your price is
Priceless
You can get them diamonds
Get right, yeah
Baby I could finance with your fine ass
It's all good
Come over, baby
[Chorus: America Serda]
Baby
Let your heart breathe
Let the soul speak
Sing me a melody
Tell me what it feel like
To realize
That I'm the one for you
And you're the one for me baby
Let me know
This don't gotta be complicated
Tell me more
If you had my love
Would that be enough?
Baby
[Bridge: July Quin & America Serda]
You're once in a lifetime baby
All that I been waiting on
You just found the right one baby
They just want you for the moment
[2nd Bridge: July Quin]
Now I don't mean to assume persuasion
But this whole damn thing is antiquated
I was hoping
That I could come over
[Verse 3: July Quin]
Mercy me
KC, JoJo
That's my baby, bae
I dread it when you not around
Like white girls that appropriate
That eighty eight a navy base
Could flood a hundred pools
So much flair
That when she pop it
Shawty down with the woo!
I either cuff or I pay bail for shooting
Doot doot! That Cal Ripken
Word to my word I'm just trying to excel
Out the bad batches
Playing Ash catch 'em
With asthmatics
Girl you ain't know I got them Jack Daniels back spasms
Tricks up my sleeve
They trying to dab at it
And if you roll I got that Black Sabbath
Girl you must know you got that (deadass)
I'm trying bang and tag it
Make out off the dash
And bare witness like a Jehovah practice
[Bridge: July Quin & America Serda]
You're once in a lifetime baby
All that I been waiting on
You just found the right one baby
They just want you for the moment
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It's pressure on your neck this season
So leave your money on the table and collect this beating
I throw your ass for a loop
Like uroboros
I move chalk like a black board
The coke chorus
Soprano
Piano
Provocateur
I mob forward
Get knocked for it
I play keys
And got the locks for em
It's an art form
To be this blessed by the lords force
And still do the devil's chores
I catch the air jordan in
Any sport
Any sanatorium
Or morgue
Can't hold the boy
This is hot this celluloid
Verbal castor oil
Ain't it joyous
When the soil see
The seed spoiled
I weep for it
For the growth it achieved
The weeds royal
Address me as your highness
When you emcees speak
Send your CC's to
Julyquinmp3.com
The bomb content you find
Is all mine
And produced out my wicked mind
So stop by
You staring at me like you move something
Ya crew bugging mean muggin like y'all really bout to do something
I think I'm really going through something
I hit July like I think it's time to chew something
Infinity wars expose the soul
When I get in these modes I step in the booth and expose the globe you see me I'm about to explode
Bitch I'm the goat how many times have we been down this road Before
I'm the captain you the crew so stay in yo lane and row the boat
And don't take me for granted when I'm gone
Cuz I'm the standard the greatest and they just don't understand it
Feeling like I'm Kanye west
The way the world was in my grasp then they abandoned
My brag different paper or plastic bitch my bag different
Talent and gifted murder capital for life there ain't no ave switchin
I'm stone cold and ain't no ass kissing
That black mask gone leave your body in a cast or yo ass twitchin
Yo it's the wave off of Cali
Jonesin off the Dowey
Ya boys a cool cat, the name's Tom O' Malley
I'm eating Muushuu with my smooth boo at Ollies
My games Dave Bust, and it ever lasts like Bowie
I told you it's the season fin-al
LED lights bring the SNL in house
We got Sobieski and a liter of the Crist-Owl
Running over water like the Panama Canal
I'm on Pop Smoke and the two thou
It's a new route, spring time with the coup out
Master blastin and it's too loud
Summer shootout
Who got the Wu out?
Flaming touch like a luau
And we buss it like a whoo-ha, oh-ahh
Singing ooh-la la-lah
Saying who hard, you not
Claiming U-God, GZA
Play the boondocks, we out
Let the crew rock we down
Really who stop us now, homie you not
In the boom box RZA
Who the Puba, me sir
I can do that you can't
I can be what you not
Cause I am what you want
What, so synchronize your clocks till, whatever
There's no dodge I'm non the wiser
From notoriety, nodding at the wheel
Yet my drive still spill mileage
I made it this far and regardless
Of weather they comply with the logic
The odds been stacked up against me this long
So I'ma ride till the death come find me
The pale white horse runs on arrival
I swan dive or suicide up on my block
What I mean is if I tried and tried
And I'm ready to die for my beliefs
So ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
I'm gonna find you, ooh
Don't get it misconstrued thru my mystic views
From all my lullabies I sung
Bout darks nights, I swung at the summon of the sun
Kept running from everyone but myself
Felt artificial to my scar tissue
Can anybody love me or my issues
When I'm not at my best?
It's all conditional, but never the less
Under duress I stay blessing it
Even if I question it
Armed with the heart of a lion
Though my looks not that of a giant
My strength that of goliath
And the bottom line is that's my auto pilot
I let the church out when the verse out and holla back preach
Can I teach myself to find peace
And release from the people that don't serve me well
Of all things
When my sweet swing low will my chariot bring home
The narrative of a king in country of all thieves
Or am I argent
I toss back and forth between course
To the point that I ain't even too sure
I need more
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15. |
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You are now
Logged in
To the year
Forty-forty one (Yeah-yeah)
Black-out, black-out
Zay Mason
Quin sum, gimme sum
This that Mason Marquis come to slap off your radio, yeah
Singing bye bye baby, up late, now you missing what you had
You could play catch up if you want but I doubt that
Should stay in ya lane, you ain't bout that
I'm too gone, hit the gas
On the road and I'm never looking back
Yeah-yeah
You know no nothing bout me
Yeah-yeah, mhm
You don't know about me
I just freestyled that part
Here I go again with the
Way I rap and I sing, I should
Charge a brick by the key, I should
Let 'em sniff, watch 'em sneeze
Off the clock I'm your late night fix
The Letterman, Fallon, route to the X
Yeah, let that sit
Boy I, spit rivers, flood 'em out
Switch hitter, clit licker
Good dick, quick tempered
In traffic I whip pies à la mode
You knows if you nose, I'm crushing on centerfolds
She got a wagon like it's 1880
I got the bus space, rump shake
Your bitch throw it but it's a pump fake
Shimmy shimmy yah shimmy yay
That pussy go Bobby Busae
I better catch the bouquet, I want next
A comb in an afro, thrown, I'm so def
Whoa, better stay up on ya toes
This that Mason Marquis come to slap off your radio, yeah
Singing bye bye baby, up late, now you missing what you had
You could play catch up if you want but I doubt that
Should stay in ya lane, you ain't bout that
I'm too gone, hit the gas on the road and I'm never looking back
I'm pullin' up saying hey lil mami I need a hit
Dope flow, nose broke
Dead in that pussy playing, Coco
You know my body for my ambition
I been on a mission moving everybody body like a transition
My pen loaded this loco motive is transmission
Fuel with the fire and gas you up like a damn engine
I'm two different like maternal twins
One in the same
Until your fingers switch the focus like the camera lenses
Outta my body my spirit floating
Special breed of goated
When you see me my smoke is golden
Omni potent
Somebody try me it's no me joden
Press king laundry bag
Heat to your shirt and you get your clothing folded
Sex symbol if you know you know
Body after body
Just begging to hand me down like some older clothes
Sixteen for hire, this is metaphor overload
Punches to your vein until you pass out and overdose
This that Mason Marquis come to slap off your radio, yeah
Singing bye bye baby, up late, now you missing what you had
You could play catch up if you want but I doubt that
Should stay in ya lane, you ain't bout that
I'm too gone, hit the gas
On the road and I'm never looking back
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No one ran when the wolf came
All the years that the boy cried
Tried to tell em I saw things
And they ain't even have foresight
Dysphasia, ADHD
Turned radiant, 88 key
Word Brainiac
Now the wolf cloaked
In a thick coat made in all sheep
Called maniac on me
Like patriots claiming this nation great again
But can't wait for the day we killed
Or locked up, off the streets
Projects in projects
But I aced most test they graded me
Because God gives strength most graciously
And I put faith in the way we gon give em hell
On days just me and me
Beat Fruity Loops to a pulp
Served up juice for the free
It's my main squeeze
Trigger finger, trigger blast
Drum kit sycophant
Red reaper, sickle cell
Hit the gas, zig and zag
Off the edge, little jagged
That's my braggadocious antidote
For a wounded child and his skewed exuberance
Blacked out the blueprints that suit him
And shaped his golden smile
Now if the shovel digs deep at what remains
Here's an anecdote
Did the agriculture find any grave for my plants to grow?
These notes rooted in a modest tone
From a ghost in a computer, shell
A hallow home
Born of confusion
I've been known
To not answer well
When I dwell
On the pseudo human scale
Ill'ed in a world that tells me
I can't do right by what compels me
Let em tell my tale and I'm a failure in every sense
Led insurrection
When my heart was tested
But jumped the fence
Shouldn't have contested
Or drawn a weapon
In my defense
When my complexion
Is that of restless
No mercy if
You not privileged enough for their common sense
Breads conflict and consequence
Cause the pride of men
Is a common death
If we honest here
And not modest here
It's Elementary
An its skin deep
But guides protect me
For many a century
So when my tank is empty
My karma's plenty
With odds against me
I can smell the lambs blood
On the wolf's tongue
And when wools pulled over they eyes
The hounds come
Should I tell them
Do they seldom know
What hell sprung
Would rebellion bring heirlooms
Or would deaf ears be the great fate that it fell on
Till then my melodies like felonies
As a cage bird sings heavenly
And I drop down from the ecstacy
I smell a...
I smell a wolf coming
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[Verse 1: July Quin]
My heartbreaks no one taught me
I had learn myself
I'm tossed in all directions
Don't like the things I've found
It's lawless
It's beastly
It treat me so unkind
And it wants all that's mine
It make one heartless
Flirt with the reapers
It come for what it's owed
For half of what you sold it for
[Verse 2: Albany Andaluz]
The image I have of you, so enticing
And I love the way you keep me at a distance
It sends me teleporting
Back into my body, checkin in, check the inventory
Where does it hurt?
And how to mend the pain I've caused myself?
Caught up in reveries
An open heart after rolling stone
Even though I'm running from outstretched arms, too
Do we ever get tired of chasing each other
Chasing this feeling
Then running away?
I said
Do we ever get tired of hurting each other
Chasing this feeling
Then running away?
[Verse 3: July Quin]
Always good for a real bad thing
Troublesome, bubble gum sweet
Till I take the keys off dash and I crash it
Only time I'm good with the skirts
I could do donuts in a hearse
Body after body like a Merc
Do dirt, you serve, I swerve, that pass
My words, don't verb, too burr
Desert them, dine and dash
Villainized mind
Couldn't set aside time
To develop or identify the reason for the cloak
But methodized crime
And incentivized guides
Couldn't jeopardize the blind and the feeling of their hope
We Jupiter, Jupiter
Stupid us, true colors
Stained by dirt, out the mud
Who's the judge, who's the plug?
Enlightened one
Buddha monk
Thunderbolt
Might morph
So much blues got the bloods
Bubblin' up, doublin' up
On the run by default
Glide the web
Peter Park
Shoot the heart
Bite the slug
Or the tongue
Like the cat
Curious, curious
What it's like, what it's like
To fall in love with the right
And not just cause it's the night
Neurosis
Nauseous
Cautious
Karma
Calling
Surely
Exhausted
Daunting
Logic
Rotten
Apple
City gon do you dirt
But you finna do you worse
If you don't come up off the past
And focus on more than the bag
Get you secure
Love you and stay reinforced
By people that keep your heart pure
[Outro/Breakdown: July Quin & Albany Andaluz]
God
It's lawless it's beastly
Always good for a real bad thing
It come for what it's owed
Always good for a real bad thing
(The image I have of you, so enticing)
Always good for a real bad thing
(And I love the way you keep me at a distance
It sends me teleporting)
(Back into my body, checkin in, check the inventory)
(Where does it hurt?)
(And how to mend the pain I've caused myself?)
Always good for a real bad thing
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July Quin New York, New York
A self-taught Bronx boy who produces, mixes, masters, writes & records his own music from his home studio. The composer of these Kaleidoscope Compositions.
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