ScHoolboy Q

Released: May 14, 2009

Songwriter: ScHoolboy Q

[Intro]
Alright, c'mon, yeah, yo
Yo, Dave, drop that shit, my nigga

[Hook]
Check 2-1-2
Who rock the motherfuckin' microphone better than Q?
Yeah, uh, check 2-1-2
Who rock the motherfuckin' microphone better than Q?
Yeah, uh, check 2-1-2
Who rock the motherfuckin' microphone?

[Verse 1]
Uh, back to the boogie, boogie to the bang
Bang to the rhythm, rhythm to the slang
Slang to the booth, booth to the truth
Spittin' all these words for the wise and the youth
Youth to the majors, them to the lasers
Beams to the cream, crack rock to the fiends
Fiends to the jails, jails to the tails
All of your dreams that you thought it had failed
Called you by surprise, now the Devil in your eyes
Devil in your pie, see a coochee, hit the broad
Stupid that you feelin' to live in the crack dealin'
Look at the ceilin', stuck in prison, the walls peelin'
Hatin' every day in your life, knew wrong from right
Don't despite, now you payin' the price
A nigga at your home layin' the pipe, your wife livin' a life
Son fell in school, punked in a fight
I keep it real with you, say, I give you a real scripture
Money over bitches cause bitches, they will hit you
Movin' at a good pace, never lose a race
Providin' for your family, keepin' food on the plate
Your money flows, doin' good, stay on your toes
Sell out your rolls, fuck it, let the music control
And take over, it ain't cool to be a street soldier
Just somethin' to think about, shit, now I'm out

[Hook]
Uh, yeah, check 2-1-2
Who rock the motherfuckin' microphone better than Q?
Yeah, uh, check 2-1-2
Who rock the motherfuckin' microphone better than Q?
Yeah, uh, check 2-1-2
Who rock the motherfuckin' microphone better than Q?
Yeah, uh, check 2-1-2
Who rock the motherfuckin' microphone?

[Verse 2]
Uh, ayo, word on the street, G.E.D. ain't got spitters
Like I ain't one of L.A.'s known crack dealers
Known cap-peeler, might be the pipe shit
The beat beat a price, yo, I guess I'll be the light
Born to the flame, dived into 'cane
Distributed cats to heat, distributed cats defeat
The corner like peripheral, sneakin' like I tippy-toe
Everythin' I write up in my verses, yeah, they fit me though
'80s with the '90s flow
Mixin' with the gangsta and the soul, I got it under control
Hip-hop is mine, I'm throwin' you niggas signs
I'm makin' you step your game up
Lyrically, see, I came up from nothin'
My back turned from frontin', all about my fetti
Stayin' sharper than machete, eatin' rappers like spaghetti
Who can fuck with me? That young Nip, 50
That Bill Crispy, the Benjamin
These niggas softer than a cinnamon roll
As I compose, my body arose up from the dead
Every since Nas dropped that one album
Put his flow over my corpse, I came up with a torch
Hit the studio and comin' with force, yep, kaboom
Guess who stepped in the room?
Nigga been a nut since I shot in the womb
I blow like balloon, thank you guys for some of your time
Top five, nigga, dead or alive, Q

Quincy Matthew Hanley (b. October 26, 1986), better known by the stage name ScHoolboy Q, is an American hip hop recording artist from South Central Los Angeles, California. Signed to Top Dawg Entertainment and Interscope Records, Hanley is a member of hip-hop supergroup Black Hippy, along with fellow West Coast rappers and label-mates Ab-Soul, Jay Rock, and Kendrick Lamar.

Q was born on October 26, 1989, in a military base in Germany. His parents separated and he and his mother moved to Texas for a short while. He later moved to LA with his mother, and he spent most of his time growing up there. In high school, he played a lot of sports, including baseball and football. He also joined the 52 Hoover Street Crips gang.

In an interview, he said his name comes from a local pimp in his neighborhood along with his academic standing in high school. He has a daughter named Joy.

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