Mick jenkins - P's & q's

Still drinkin' water on y'all niggas, man

With perfect pitch I'm singing free my niggas
Polished and purposeful he's producing pristine pictures
Baby, gimme plenty, the tree's be quakies
That's paper, so hold the pennies
I'm pressed and like pests, I'm in every nook and cranny
Your pantry, with some patience your panties
I got patience, it's prevalent in the previous plannings
I been on my P's and Q's, fuck is this? A Quiz?
Peep this nigga passing and I'm not peeping him to quit
Watch him paint, ain't it quaint?
All that presence in his pen, he be pearlin' all that wisdom
All that pressure be to sin
And pearlescent silver lining through the questions I been quilting together
Niggas quiver in the cold, are you equip for the weather?
When there's polar and it's pissin' through your sweater to your chest
How you preserve and press on through the quest?
I been on my P's and Q's, can you see I do not play
And I'm packing full of quotes
Pray you perceive it in a way that I intended
I ain't preaching and I'm never that pretentious
Not pretending, Quasimoto how my back is
I've been bending, I've been lifting all the pounds
Break it down, pass it around
Politicing with my peoples' them my partner, then my realm
Quality is what we seek, I'm not playing till' we peak
Quintessential to survive is the cunnin' to compete, you picked defeat
If your efforts were only ever be passive aggressive
Be my pleasure to let it fly like attach the propellers
And compel all your people to say your prayer in you're passin'
And fuck the gassin', I'm too persistent, and what could they tell us, huh?
I been on my P's and Q's, quantum leaps ahead of my peers
They not even in my peripheral, pray I keep it proper
Cause they playin' so political, the petty is so pitiful
Niggas Peter Pettigrew, I'm of a higher pedigree
I'm peddling this penmanship, appreciate the pleasantries, what?
It's quiet for y'all niggas
I mean, you know I've been on point with it
Ain't even gotta smoke a joint
I'm getting high off the feel, y'all just trying to make some coins with it
Educate my loins
We've been gifted like I brought a couple poinsettias
On my P's and Q's
Quarantine the phrase, you comprehend it better
Bring phonetics into play, I'm no pharaoh
Message never mystical
Breath of antihistamine, I'm trying to heal the physical
Requiring a pivotal stance
For my mans niggas, know I'm not dolo
Provide you with the proof, it's never quid pro quo though
It's Free Nation, please no photos
Yeah, power to the people, middle finger to the popo

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