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buy my friggin album bitch! - q strange lyrics

[verse 1]
buy my cd or i’ll break your f-ckin’ head
i got 15 hundred copies in boxes under my bed
heard what i said, buy it, sh-t at least try it
this sh-t is dope as f-ck don’t make me pull your ears with pliers
ain’t no one buyin’ my album it should’ve been platinum
at least gold, the kids don’t buy my sh-t i’m gonna crack’em
my idea street promotion is drivin’ through places
and peggin’ promo tapes at peoples faces sayin’ “buy it you h0m-”
a promo, what? you want free sh-t
you better pay up, i’ll even take food stamps kid
if you ain’t got a job, man it’s cool you can rob
still from your old man, cuz he’s a fat drunken slob
and ya mom, she’s blown in lonely ville for 20
so just tell that smelly hoe you need some money buddy
i go to the stores that are selling lp’s
tell’em move some f-ckin’ units or i’ll break your friggin knees
emcees don’t even wanna battle me now
my put my lyrics up because i started knockin’ b-tches out
interrupt rock sets from alternative bands
i sn-tch the mic and start beatin’ till it’s hurtin’ my hands
then i kick my wicked flows until the cops are called
i’ll throw a bar stool and start a bar room brawl
as i run out the door, just before i jet
don’t forget to buy my album on cd or c-ssette

[chorus]
i’m a dope emcee but a sh-tty self promoter
i’ll sign a contract for a hoagie and soda
i’ma use force like as if my name was yoda
buy my sh-t quick man just do what i told ya
can’t work for a living gotta eat off this
plus i gotta crib, and a wife, and a kid
i’ma shove in your face till you purchase it
just buy my friggin album b-tch!

[verse 2]
don’t be a cheap f-ck it’s just 11.99
and it’s worth it, i ain’t sayin’ that because it’s mine
if it’s whack, don’t even think you’ll get your money back
you and your boys can make fun of it, yo i like it when you crack
take a bat, and use the thing for batting practice man smash it
i don’t give a f-ck man f-ckin’ bash it you can have it
i really don’t care man just purchase the sh-t
i really don’t feel like havin’ to hurt you b-tch
but i will, so find a way to cop my sh-t quick
before i find you first, and beat ‘cha fat -ss wit a stick
go on carson daily’s show and request my video
“you ain’t got one” i know, just f-ckin’ do it yo
the radio don’t play me and i got no distribution
ima walk into land speed and just start shootin’
i can’t sell cds even in my own city
ima change my name to q stiggy and start actin’ jiggy
i got promo posters as wall paper in my crib
and i wonder why no one’s ever heard of my sh-t
if i went out and promoted i could probably sell a record
but instead i’ll just sit and scratch myself, hey yo check it

[chorus]

if you don’t go out and buy my cd
i’m gonna f-ckin’ kick your -ss
i ain’t even playin’ wit ‘chu
i am literally gonna knock you the f-ck out
if you don’t go out and buy the sh-t
just f-ckin’ buy it man
you can afford it
what the f-ck is wrong wit ‘chu?
it’s a f-ckin’ dope album man just pick it up
what ‘chu mean you never heard of me?
it doesn’t matter if you never heard of me
i’m f-ckin’ tellin’ you now just buy the sh-t, what?

- q strange lyrics

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