Jus a Lil' Dude (Who Dat) Q-Tip w/ Free Murder

**Bloo** · 12-27-2006, 05:06 AM

Prod. by The RZA for the Afro Samurai OST

Q-Tip
Bodies in the street
Killin' overhead
Marvel at the sky as it turn blood red
Peelin' caps back till the white meat show
This is natural for the Lil' Afro
Pressure bust pipes
Mines is fillin up
And when I lay you down, you ain't never gettin' up
For vengence, I'm a frequency violence
Prayers for these fools, well it ain't worth whilin'
You say that you a samurai, whatever
I'm fueld by my father, he's inside me forever
Ya'll ain't never seen this greedy young boy
Not disrupted by girl, by game, by toy
See, I'ma think for ya
I'ma think for me
Out-think the enemy constantly
It's murder on the rocks when ya niggaz on the roads
Citizens take cover as I shit on patrol

Chorus (Q-tip) (x3)
When they see me, they say
WHO DAT OVER THERE?
Just a lil' dude wit a head full of hair
Just a lil' dude not a goddamn care
Just a lil' dude so you best be beware

Free Murder
Phony niggaz talk bull, but I know they don't kill
And they know this fo' real
But I hope they don't squeal
They homie bigger than a bull but left a home alone grill
Only trigger that he pull was on the Home Depot drill
Show you how the poke feel, 4 in ya dome now go chill
He ain't never gettin up like old dick wit no pills
Yeah I pop stars, I'm strapped like Bokeem
Gettin shot par, don't come back wit those keys
Tryina shop hard, bigger than obese
And I say I cop cars, I ain't talkin bout the police
Nigga broke, pockets look like the ears of Odie
From Garfield, know how my heart feel
When the Benz stop, the rims to cartwheels
Now I'm the man like Meth from Park Hill
Bring the pound cause I smoke trees, a lil' hash too
Break it down so I can put weed in lil' capsules

Chorus x3