Qt - MC Chris

QT motherfucker

Late fees motherfucker

I’m dropping N bombs like «What motherfucker?»

Transform motherfucker

You’ve been warned motherfucker

Bitch slap from a Kangol capped motherfucker

'63 Tennessee,

Though the marriage was through

Little dude called Q

Born to Connie McHugh

Little mick

Little wop

And a little Cherokee

And a little African-American apparently

Brother got soul

And mother gotta bounce

Sunny Cal for the gal and the boy with the brow

Daddy two was a dude wasn’t quite what we liked

I was glued to the tube cuz real life wasn’t right

So we moved

Nomadic in a panic

I was bruised

Hyperactive and erratic

Hated school

A dirt bag with nerd facts

Dropped out

Ripped tickets at a jerk shack

I escaped

Manhattan beach where they rent tapes

Pontificate new wave and it’s French babes

Extrapolate all day cause I got raves

Talk shop non-stop while I got paid

Wrote a script bout Mallory and Mickey

Story’s kinda gory some said sorta sickening

Wrote a rom-com about a Elvis quoting creature

Fall in love

At a Sonny Chiba triple feature

Stole a hooker from a pimp

Stole coke from The Sopranos

Then he sold it to Joel Silver before everything goes blammo

One script in the stack in which I wanted to act

Fuck rejections by readers in one year they’ll wanna retract

QT motherfucker

Late fees motherfucker

I’m dropping N bombs like what motherfucker

Transform motherfucker

You’ve been warned motherfucker

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Liked to act honed my craft on the side when I could

Saved my pennies started dreamin', started schemin' Hollywood

Got excited bout my writing in two years I wrote three scripts

No one bought them it was rotten and I almost lost my shit

Can’t deny it I decided time to get off the pot

I could shoot it myself and give it all that I got

I could direct star and edit and fetch a bag off stops

Don’t need a corporate clown hold me down in a headlock

So I went to a party wearing my finest tiger print

Ready to schmooze and get vagina on my dick

Then I met my defender by the name of Lawrence Bender

He said «You got some moxy, you obnoxious pretender.»

Read my script and loved it said it needs a budget

He dropped it and shopped it to courtly curmudgeons

A briefcase of cash that glowed was bestowed

Some say that it’s gold but I know it’s a soul

QT motherfucker

Late fees motherfucker

I’m dropping N bombs like «What motherfucker?'

Transform motherfucker

You’ve been warned motherfucker

Bitch slap from a Kangol capped motherfucker

Eddie was a betty like to talk like a bitch

Mr. White was the type who’s too nice for his niche

Mr. Pink was a hater who wouldn’t tip waiters

Mr. Brown was gunned down but he savored the flavor

Mr. Blue was a con so his humor was minimal

Mr. Orange was the sort who never consorted with criminals

Mr. Blonde was a Vega so his brother was Vince

Everyone head to the rendezvous daddy’s gonna be pissed

QT motherfucker

Late fees motherfucker

I’m dropping N bombs like «What motherfucker?»

Transform motherfucker

You’ve been warned motherfucker

Bitch slap from a Kangol capped motherfucker