Quasi O.g. lyrics

Artist  : Shyne 
Song : Quasi O.g.



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 [Bob Marley - No more troubles]

No no no more troubles.

No more troubles



[Shyne]

We ain't the problem nigga



[Bob Marley Sample]

We don't need no more trouble, no more
trouble



[Shyne]

I ain't the problem

Solve me, if I am ever solved motherfuckers

Solve the shit

I insist I ain't goin' nowhere

I hear ya'all motherfuckers talking
complainin

It's too this.. It's too dogg.. It's too valid
yea yea

See what the fuck happens when the CIA
conspired?

Distribute crack in my environment, the roosters
crow

Man, black people don't own no ports or boats

So tell me how the fuck we gettin all this
coke?

Offa knowledge I choke

Spitting up truths hopin

The young youth a soldier hear me dearly

G.W. Bush fear me

They know I know, they want to sweep us under
rugs

Hopin we just keep killin, shootin each other
with slugs

Look up above and pray to god he protect me

From these cold jurors and the heartless
judge

Imagine, grow'n up and never haven't

Faggot ass pops actin like you never happened

FUCKED UP

Watching the tears stream down yo mammas
cheek

She helpless in the kitchen looking for eats

PEACE



[Bob Marley Sample - no more touble sample]



[Shyne]

Yea nigga.. I'm here. what the fuck ya'll gunna
do about it? huh?

Do somethin about me

Call my source. ya hear me? feel me?



[Bob Marley Sample - no more trouble sample]

[Shyne]

Stop talkin bout. stop talkin bout how fucked up
I am

Get me right, save me nigga... huh?



I'm a snort away from an overdose

A couple a drug deals from death and too far from
hope

I never asked to be here. In this maze to an
early grave

Jail cells, guns fights and crack sales

Trying to post bond on this oversized bail

Hopin' my vest don't give as the bullets come in
hail. *pop pop*

How dare ya'all point the finger at me

Cuz I'm a straight g. ain't that what its
supposed to be?

Shit. I'm just following the tradition of ?Joe
Kenny?

Bootlegging ties with the mob n shit

Capitalism..money and power

Catch me in the trump tower with a honey and
powder

I feel the shadows death is comin to an end

My lifes slippin from me, ya'll niggaz is
funny

Tell me shyne po, he can't get that money

FUCK am I supposed to do, nigga starve and go
hungry?

RIGHT



[No More Troubles Sample]

[Shyne]

Im here. We here. Ain't goin nowhere

Problems is startin to happen

And we was at fault?

Nigga this shit has been goin on nigga

300 years motherfuckers

SHHHHHHH

Close ya eyes,listen. hear my heart beatin?

Po's racing, I can't take it

The futures too dark and hopeless for me to face
it

Only god knows if I make it

Walking through the depths of hell

It's hard for me to smile

When I'm innocent and still, I'm facing trial

GOD save me

Secret societies manipulating the dumb def and
blind

and yet they want to blame it on shyne

like I'm responsible for the countries murder
rate

responsible for babies born high off base

this shits is bigger than me, I told ya'all I'm
just a pawn

so is Boy George sippin ?nick bawns?

I hope my babies havin babies pushin rhymes

Its a brighter day if you just look beyond

To my moms I'm sorry for the pain I've caused

your baby boys dying of a broken heart

baptised in my own blood walking through eternal
fire

crack money in the dryer



[No More Troubles sample till fade]