Now how should I start this first let me explain
Straight up drama since I bum rushed this game
Now I been doin' this since a little rug rat
Representin' QB, where my fuckin' duns at?
That's where I bug at, that's where I love at
Used to be small time then I got mad stacks
But let's rewind the hands of time
Back when I first laced the wax with rhymes
It was eighty sumthin', I was a crazy sumthin'
Niggas tried to diss the bridge, I came bustin'
Even quoted Doug E. Fresh sayin' we was nothin'
You don't believe that, you know I called his bluffin'
Made 'em go buy a click and put 'em on patrol
You know P-O-E-T stayed in war mode
My Gats stayed unlocked ready to unload
Loungin', waitin' for the drama to unfold
But luckily we never had to go there
Lucky for them 'cuz I'm a nigga that don't care
But what did I get out of it? Jack shit
'Cuz I ain't the one to be on niggas dicks
Runnin' around sweatin' put me on
Fuck that, I hit the block and popped 'til dawn
I was sick of the fake niggas sellin' they fake dreams
No time for that my niggas, gotta make cream
Extortion crew hits the block thoroughly
Merrily, merrily getting' bent up every day
Makin' money, takin' losses
Beef with the neighborhood wannabe bosses
Everybody gotta eat, heads bounce to the beat
Niggas is politicin' on the hill twenty deep
Next thing you know I'm back in the studio
I couldn't help it, I had to let my guns blow
P-H-D hits the scenery
Real heads in the industry remember me
I was flippin' [unverified]
Stuck in quicksand on bullshit in tough city
It didn't work out, niggas had to brake out
Take they own route fuck it no doubt
The streets was callin' me I wasn't far away
Let's get it on like motherfuckin' Marvin Gaye
Been there, done that, still ain't finish spittin' yet
Back on the set 'cuz there was money to get
My team, army green on the scene doin' my thing
That's where I first queen, yo, I gotta blow up
At that moment I noticed mad niggas askin' me
"Yo, what happened, Poet?"
I'll be back like Schwarzenegger, Terminator
But now all I wanna do is get my weight up
My man blessed me while I was already bubblin'
He didn't dress me I had his money on the double dun
I did my thing for a long while
I sold shit like it was goin' outta style while I was on trial
Anyhow, shit got foul
It all flipped, I owe dough by the thou'
But I can get it back and make it all good
I do my thing, blessin' niggas bricks in the hood
I had it goin', fuckin' blowin', I didn't know then
Somebody close would snitch if they had to go in
But that's how it goes, you win some, you lose some
All I gotta do is tighten up my screw son
And crack that Henny open and bust that bottle
You niggas stay tuned, more shit comes tomorrow
That's my bio for those that give a fuck
And those who wanna know about P-O, check my flow
That's my bio for those that give a fuck
And those who wanna know about P-O
(Check my flow)
Yeah, QB's finest, yeah, with the beat