Quarter Key

[Intro: Demrick]

Ooowee

[Verse 1: Demrick]

Espresso shot, 2 eggs with turkey bacon

Morning head my bitch in the bed, she said my desert is waiting

I knew how far I’d take it with determination

Any problem, face it

I don't leave it to interpretation

Gym routines, shakes with the whey protein

Changed my whole scene

I was youngin' serving dope fiends

Do my daily affirmations, morning meditation

She on a Californication in my foreign waiting

Watch as rocky as the appellations

You played yourself betting against me nigga, congratulations

No hesitation, my cut off game forеver like an amputation

Test my patiеnce draw that hammer like it’s animation

Casa Azul of forty two, we running thru them chasers

Born a player me and ya bitch getting dinner later

See, ever since a minor I knew I would do it major

My ambition burning brighter than incinerators

[Bridge: Demrick & Xzibit]

Ooowee

Uh-huh, yeah

Well, all right

You never know who you're talking to, right?

Demrick Young (Ooowee)

I-I mean, the damnedest things happen, you know?

That's the nigga you gotta talk to now

[Verse 2: Xzibit]

I live amongst the Dapper Dan with the upper hand

Try to do me dirty, you heard me, I spend 100 grand

Turn your neighborhood into Vietnam, Afghanistan

Pat your pockets as long as it make a profit, stick to the plan

Starting from crumble, been humble from my beginnings

I lost it like my religion, Xzibit, I'm back to business

Mailbox money, calculate money by the minute

Take shit from me, I hunt you down, easily found

Fuck a critic

They never broke up a half a P (Nah)

And had a clientele to flip that to a quarter key

Then I re-upped with Snoop Dogg and Master P

Selling ghetto D, deeply rooted like a family tree

I'm sick of hearing shit niggas won't say in front of me

You want to see me come find me, I'm in the gunners seat

Agony in defeat, eliminate the weak

Protect your flesh and blood, and try to find some peace

[Outro: Demrick]