Quality Control

from by Thaione Davis

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QUALITY CONTROL

Its’ funny how you don’t believe in logic
Your profits is only based on whats up in your pocket
Caramelo colour skin tone my composite
Consider how my caravan stomp thru your province
Tell me where your district at
Watch how I piss on that
Don’t give a fuck about the place where you rest your head
Throroughbreed
You can see it in the stance that I conquer
1st class whippings for them niggas who imposters
The truth holders
Who want proof that we soldiers
Notice how the hand slow grip around the holster
Upholster your front lawn with your fragments
A closed casket for living drastic
You rat bastards
Feel like im back where im stared
Fucking up your couch and your carpet
Stepping on your carcass
Blindfolded niggas wanna cross it
Let em go approach the line
We bringing madness

Quality control.
And that’s how it goes


Things said things ain’t never gone be the same
That’s why the game is horrendous
For wack emcees
You can pay to play and take it to another degree
But you ain’t never generating respect
Listen the balance is off
There’s been a rift in the culture
The tides done shift
So when I rip you will notice the livest shit
Bottom line we have reached the vertical peak
Speech used to be a weapon to teach
Im so calm complete
Concisely command the fleet
This new era looking like they misguided sheep
What ever happen to original thought
Something you brought to the table
Niggas be coming soft and unstable…
They whole rap diagram fables
Cut em off from the source
Hang em by they cables
Snatch em outta they skin
And let em pretend
They trying to offend
And we trying to win
That’s why we bringing that

Quality control
And that’s how it goes


Do you believe in self or you just tryna chase benefits
Simple shit taken outta context…
See you cant even tell a nigga that they he wack no more
Cause that emotion get hurt
Prolly rocking a purse
Come from a time where you speak your mind
Stand firm never fall
Same rebel
With the same cause
It’s like a brand new rendition of rhyme
With no position in mind
Only condition is to spit with conviction
You see I got that sickness
And now they wanna try and go and find how it’s so convincing
My regimen is handling business
On a regular basis
Stay away from them smiling faces
Or them yes men type call em basket cases
Them muthafuckas who be in your private spaces
You let em get a little bit closer
And now they tryna take advantage of the situate
Time to go and regulate…

Quality control.
And that’s how it goes

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from QUALITY CONTROL, track released June 1, 2010

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THAIONE DAVIS Chicago, Illinois

As an accomplished producer/emcee born and raised on the southside of Chicago, Davis has silently become a vessel in the ranks of hip hop domestic and abroad. With several releases on both sides of the water, Thaione has developed a niche for capturing the many moods and passions of life. Modest by nature, meticulous by trade, Davis thoroughly embodies the essence before an innocence lost. ... more

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