OQ - '94

Will-Be-Force

You feel the force
Like it or not they feel the boy
I'm just here to fill the void
Won't show no sympathy nor remorse
Just body beats
Then beat the charge
Curiosity killed the cat he had no reasons to explore
My best advice is to ignore
What you think you've seen before
They say the writings on the wall but that's not a reliable source
SDE is like a corpse
Welcome to the force
Now play it smart or we'll be forced to play the part
Of a cold hearted killer
It don't get no really than this
Don't be a loose end cause we'll just end up tightening the grip
Loose lips sink ships don't make us tighten yo shit
Hand you a shovel let you dig you a ditch
Put you on the mound let you pick yo pitch
Then send it over the fence
I'm over convinced
You niggas not it
Only time can say what
What you thought I would miss
You thought I would trip
Let me guess you thought I would slip
Niggas claiming they the light ain't got the brightest idea
You forcing my hand
Truth be told they want me to fold
Can't let the cards fall where they may
I'm running this show
Don't run from the hope
Get me started then run from the smoke
I dare you niggas to be yourself
But I know that you want
Now let's talk goals
I gotta few in mind
Free my niggas doing time
Opportunity still at the window
You gotta move the blinds
Serving 16s like I'm moving dimes
I'm out here doing fine
What am I saying dawg I'm amazing
I deliver like it's prime
Now what it's gone take to see that I'm
One of the greatest of my time
Don't try to sell me short
I know the cost
I hate to result to crime
In order to think outside the box you gotta cross lines
Ok I'm fine with that
You niggas washed up like laundromats
No wonder you fold

We come from the closet on top of the clothes
My retros are highs don't fuck with lows
I got this shit lock
I stuck to the code
So you know we got it on go
And you can't stop the force
You niggas fresh off the porch
I pay you no mine
Won't get no attention
Not even a penny for your thoughts
Niggas will not get a dime
Now you don't make no sense don't try to go against the grain
That only makes me quick
Up on my feet
And I still got receipts
This the return of the beast
Its return of the meek
Back for my 3
Point 1 4 I'ma need
Every piece
Eating like I'm obese
Careful the way that you reach
Rather you just be direct
You rather be oblique
This is a need to see
You niggas claim that you woke
Its clear that you sleep
You niggas need to dream
I can not force you can only insure you that this is a wrinkle in time
You better off reading between the lines
In hopes that it's piece that you find
Of course I'ma shine
I know it's grind
I pay attention to the signs
I'm holding it down
This for my town
The force is just one of a kind
You niggas couldn't stop the force



Credits
Writer(s): Quentin Henderson Jr
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