July Quin, Kony Brooks - SOUNDTRACK FOR A DAEMON Lyrics

Major move baby, right
From Southern Blvd to Bathgate we bringing it straight to ya bones
One time for the boogie, ya feel me?
Come correct before you proceed
Come correct 'for you slide
In these streets they do you coldly
Do you cold, bottom line
Don't get caught out in the open
Plan ahead and strategize
Said you been waiting on your moment
Well it's about time
Come on, come on
It's a whole other beast
And the mighty fall
When they don't do away with the weak
The ones with most to lose
Must watch their step in every way they move
And dodge all the illusions
(Running out of time, gotta dodge, gotta dodge, hey)
They prey on your confusions
And won't nobody come do me like that
Won't nobody come do me like that
So come correct before you proceed
Come correct before the vibe
You should really get to know me
Before you reach your bottom line
If there's one who won't fold up
When it come to what to do
It's the one with the fire
It's one who on the move
Quin got the connect
Crossed up out the border
Off white assorted cause we got it out the muddy water
This is Jordan mic skill level
Thriller bark arc, might flaunt when I talk
But it's hot like degrees, like '01 Weezy
Like rolling up your sleeves, like fresh up out the grease
So I'm seasoned and sizzling
Cooking up the feed while you sleep
Made 44 meals in a week, now eat
I'm a machine like steam, like go, like gadget
And I black out like all lives matter
I'm elite any given day a week like a satellite dish
Might just put the data right up on my wrist
That's fridged, 40 below zero, cause it's brick
That's different when your art paying for the rent
Made something out of a square, Vanna White with the wheel
Fortune favors the bold, magic how it appears
David Blaine with the brain, levitating my love thang
Balloons for the affair to send you up in the air
So if you are not aware
I am of a tier that makes substance out a abuse
And do it all on a dare
I might go pop and turn the voice angelic, unapologetic
Blood on the dance floor, dialing 911
Pick up, it's a stick up, check the rictor
Scale, I bring dope like postman in hail
Plus when you know me to fail, I'm here, I still prevail
Pop up the top like you a bride with the veil
Have I not made it clear
That I am your lordship
This ain't your world shorty this is my orbit
And everything lawless
Matter fact I'm bout to mortify the market
And oooh it look gorgeous
I promise
You couldn't even fuck with me if you bout me to the orgies nigga
So come correct before you proceed
Come correct before the vibe
You should really get to know me
Before you reach your bottom line
If there's one who won't fold up
When it come to what to do
(It's Kony Brooks the king of New York) It's the one with the fire
(Ayo July can I talk my shit) It's one who on the move
Fuck ya vibe my energy for the soul
I'm a wreck if you test it I'm pulling up with the pole
Olympic with the sticks I'm sliding to get gold
King Brooks with the flush, I'm royal you better fold
The greatest story never told in bold and italics
New Roman the underline is you'll die in this palace
Full of malice the clipse nearby, God couldn't save em
From this eagle eye, hawk speed presence of a raven
Since 07 I been Cajun, history in the making
Daniel you the king of New York, no relation
I'm patient, but try me again and become a patient
Or another rapper dead and an overnight sensation
I get to cookin on tracks get me the apron
I X-men pen is a nuclear mutation
I been grinding all my life to make a statement
Money rule the world so I'm bringing home the bacon
Ready to die I need a big deal and a big wheel
While I'm riding round the city like a kid still
Tales from the dirt I can spin it and bring a masterpiece
Death before I fail again nobody eating after me
Actually I'm a athlete son of Lolly B
Running rap circles and torching you is my dichotomy
Probably the illest ever speaking on it honestly
Triple 6 death when I kick it like numerology
July called the bully with a point to prove
X marked the spot we connected like a joint and moved
The masses and I ain't here to disappoint you fools
But try it I promise the sparks flying like a broken fuse
I got the city on lock, martial law
Bear claw this doughnuts, I balled like Brian Shaw
Way above par no birdie when talking dirty
7:30 over every instrumental I'm raw

Major move baby, right
From Southern Blvd to Bathgate we bringing it straight to ya bones
One time for the boogie, ya feel me?
Come correct before you proceed
Come correct 'for you slide
In these streets they do you coldly
Do you cold, bottom line
Don't get caught out in the open
Plan ahead and strategize
Said you been waiting on your moment
Well it's about time
Come on, come on
It's a whole other beast
And the mighty fall
When they don't do away with the weak
The ones with most to lose
Must watch their step in every way they move
And dodge all the illusions
(Running out of time, gotta dodge, gotta dodge, hey)
They prey on your confusions
And won't nobody come do me like that
Won't nobody come do me like that
So come correct before you proceed
Come correct before the vibe
You should really get to know me
Before you reach your bottom line
If there's one who won't fold up
When it come to what to do
It's the one with the fire
It's one who on the move
Quin got the connect
Crossed up out the border
Off white assorted cause we got it out the muddy water
This is Jordan mic skill level
Thriller bark arc, might flaunt when I talk
But it's hot like degrees, like '01 Weezy
Like rolling up your sleeves, like fresh up out the grease
So I'm seasoned and sizzling
Cooking up the feed while you sleep
Made 44 meals in a week, now eat
I'm a machine like steam, like go, like gadget
And I black out like all lives matter
I'm elite any given day a week like a satellite dish
Might just put the data right up on my wrist
That's fridged, 40 below zero, cause it's brick
That's different when your art paying for the rent
Made something out of a square, Vanna White with the wheel
Fortune favors the bold, magic how it appears
David Blaine with the brain, levitating my love thang
Balloons for the affair to send you up in the air
So if you are not aware
I am of a tier that makes substance out a abuse
And do it all on a dare
I might go pop and turn the voice angelic, unapologetic
Blood on the dance floor, dialing 911
Pick up, it's a stick up, check the rictor
Scale, I bring dope like postman in hail
Plus when you know me to fail, I'm here, I still prevail
Pop up the top like you a bride with the veil
Have I not made it clear
That I am your lordship
This ain't your world shorty this is my orbit
And everything lawless
Matter fact I'm bout to mortify the market
And oooh it look gorgeous
I promise
You couldn't even fuck with me if you bout me to the orgies nigga
So come correct before you proceed
Come correct before the vibe
You should really get to know me
Before you reach your bottom line
If there's one who won't fold up
When it come to what to do
(It's Kony Brooks the king of New York) It's the one with the fire
(Ayo July can I talk my shit) It's one who on the move
Fuck ya vibe my energy for the soul
I'm a wreck if you test it I'm pulling up with the pole
Olympic with the sticks I'm sliding to get gold
King Brooks with the flush, I'm royal you better fold
The greatest story never told in bold and italics
New Roman the underline is you'll die in this palace
Full of malice the clipse nearby, God couldn't save em
From this eagle eye, hawk speed presence of a raven
Since 07 I been Cajun, history in the making
Daniel you the king of New York, no relation
I'm patient, but try me again and become a patient
Or another rapper dead and an overnight sensation
I get to cookin on tracks get me the apron
I X-men pen is a nuclear mutation
I been grinding all my life to make a statement
Money rule the world so I'm bringing home the bacon
Ready to die I need a big deal and a big wheel
While I'm riding round the city like a kid still
Tales from the dirt I can spin it and bring a masterpiece
Death before I fail again nobody eating after me
Actually I'm a athlete son of Lolly B
Running rap circles and torching you is my dichotomy
Probably the illest ever speaking on it honestly
Triple 6 death when I kick it like numerology
July called the bully with a point to prove
X marked the spot we connected like a joint and moved
The masses and I ain't here to disappoint you fools
But try it I promise the sparks flying like a broken fuse
I got the city on lock, martial law
Bear claw this doughnuts, I balled like Brian Shaw
Way above par no birdie when talking dirty
7:30 over every instrumental I'm raw