Текст песни Out the Wind - Quadroon

You know how we do, it's change ya name n q, change ya name n move
They like how you do it stuipid?

Well I'm lucid when I'm getting in my zone...
This Shit is woke, when the pen and the paper blend into one
The music inclusive, invited me inside like luci-
Fer, my mind burns and eyes turn to holes

I was higher than a trip to rome, thinking, How they say that, time is gold, and then I
Rember back, when my, uncle would do jumping jacks, high off vikedont

I, keep having this reoccurring dream, where, I'm
Standing in, front of a crowd, tryna spill My soul into sound-but the mic is off
And I cant turn it on, despite the cost, of

Feeling like a fuckin failed on the rails of My shell like a snail
And I, can't get back off my tail
Like an, itch on my back i just cant scratch, like a
Record or tick, listen you know that time can tock

I was lost, tryna find my cross, I was tryna write like Microsoft
Memories deleted like my typos got
Needing change like my baby's diapers not, what

You had anticipated, but we all know that expectations fatal so
I never hold an opinion that cant change, my
Goal to grow, and there's nuttin to know
If you don't get outta your fucking comfort zone, yo yo

That's aye, aye in Spanish
Try teach my son to be the captain of both languages
Speak where you from, eat whats been killed, if so
And, cooked with love, that's straight from the book of trust

You gotta taste it though, not just a look's enough
Never fake it bro, and the you'll become
Unbreakable, just take it from me
The second i got on the road, I had to pay my toll... yo

Sitting in a syllable, I'm sinful shit
Sometimes i bang my head like my cymbal
But I wanna be good, wanna be good
I guess i would, if it was all that simple, but

Collective consensus says its not
Watch, your words become your world
Direction dependent upon my thought
Imma give it what I'm not...
Price, the emblem of the cost

I, Psychedelized my mind, it, crystallized
In the form of a fossil, formulated through time
Fabricated by lies, I had to strategize a plan
Something was sticky like a gum fort

Sacrifice the paradigm-you pay the price for paradise
While Ill rap until my lungs sore
One, more, some, stored
Back in the days I wasn't just some, boy, nah, go the

Head of a wizard, my son sore mmm
Look up horizons, the sun soar yuh
If you Understand timing-you a sansei
Undermine mind and you at best, a

Lost soul, only god knows, where your off to
Lost soul, only god knows, where your off to

Sitting in a syllable, I'm sinful shit
Sometimes I bang my head like my cymbal
But I wanna be good, wanna be good
I guess i would, if it was all that simple, but

Collective consensus says its not
Watch, your words become your world
Direction dependent upon my thought
Imma give it what I'm not...
Price, the emblem of the cost