Dont Ask Me, Ask Them
by QUESFIRE
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about
2011 Underground Music Award Winner Quesfire debuts his New Mixtape "Dont Ask Me, Ask Them" with guest appearance from D.Dot, Mysonne,Oun P, Eric Sosa and more makes this a must have mixtape. Packed with top production from super producers Style Misia, Music Mystro,Vanderslice Beats puts this mixtape amongst the top downloads in hip hop today.
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released 30 August 2011
Executive Producers Quesfire and William Gone
Artwork By NYdesigncompany
Recorded/Mixed by March of 3rd Month Music
Mastered by Mike Spits for EqStudios
© 2011 W.G.Entertainment, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
www.Quesmusic.com www.Williamgone.com www.niceonequipment.com
Executive Producers Quesfire and William Gone
Artwork By NYdesigncompany
Recorded/Mixed by March of 3rd Month Music
Mastered by Mike Spits for EqStudios
© 2011 W.G.Entertainment, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
www.Quesmusic.com www.Williamgone.com www.niceonequipment.com
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- Track Name: Quesfire - Can I Live 2011
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Tell them lames fuck you I won't ever go back, I am so new school but flow so
throwback
I aint here to save hip hop but yes I know that I’m making dope music over some
very dope tracks
Understand the game cause you blow when they hate more, rappers name
names intentionally try to gain score
What happen KRS -1s and the mainsource, big daddy kanes rakims its like we
change floors
Always been ques labels like homie who dat, love the south but biting that style I
won't do that, even haters all tell u yo Q he a cool cat, but asked to collab and
hell try charge u like 2 stacks
Gotta stay hungry, its designed to make you wanna quit, keeping up with rap is
like dating a money hungry bitch, just shot a video cost me bout a couple chips,
now u gotta promo, great another couple grips
Gotta keep going, girl telling me to quit she wanna start family more than music
to leave the shit
Just book me at bb kings this week at 6, boss like you take another day off just
leave or quit
What am to do I'm sacrificing Jesus, acting like I just started rapping but yet I
breathe this, asking for a beats they make me wait like I need it producers use to
be humble now they got conceded
Baby moms acting like every week the world ends making my daughter hate me
cause she don't my girlfriend, trying write this song but my minds in a whirlwind
now I got writers block, feeling like earling
Notice I'm drink more but it keeps me cooling out till I'm on stage and forgetting
words I knew about, bout to win another UMA that's what's crews about, NOE too
all year this nigga blew em out
Friends don’t support, I ask em if they come at shows, but treat me like I'm calling
asking if I could fuck their hoes
Better hope I don't blow cause then I'm a cut them Joes, they hone be calling
sorry my number up and close
This is for hood the love is too much, this for my niggas who always keeping in
touch, real hip hoppers saying commercial sux, my BX borough we back so
throw it up - Track Name: Quesfire - Rhythm of the Night
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Verse 1
Blew em away like a shotgun, had to show em where I'm from, that N Y south Bronx,
throw them xs like Malcolm, glad I change my outcome, in the hood was hot son, almost
caught a hot one, over some stupid gossip
use to flip them cracks and weed thank god over it, now flip them tracks and beats
forever going in, momma said at last you free something to show for it, all we do is stack
the cheese smoking the potent shit
Finally signed a contract, never ever felt this strong, won everything in 6 month owe it all
to will gone, team stay winning they trying na trap us like king Kong, but we smack em
like ping pong laugh and get our drink on
This for my winners, going hard thru the night, this is for my grinders never quit till its
right, this is for that phone call that got your team hype, put that glass up and toast
Chorus
Rhythm of the Night, If winning throw them hands up Rhythm of the Night, hit that top
down show em that you hot now, Rhythm of the Night, Ya team go in, you aint never
folding in Rhythm of the Night, Raise ya glass up for toast
Verse 2
On stage always just spas out loosing breathe dying of thirst, take a little venue and turn
that bitch look like fireworks, rappers acting too cool I'm hungry man Iʼm tryna work,
faking bout your moves how signed you lying jerk
Always been humble, chill and kept my word cause when you turn Hollywood is you
become worst off, always make moves when itʼs real never fake ball, when you hang
with base heads they'll try and throw a curveball
Lambos at a shoot, groupies taking pictures with the coup, marinated all up in the soup.
Haters making truce we winning and quitting thatʼs there excuse, and riding thatʼs
something we donʼt do
This for my winners, going hard thru the night, this is for my grinders never quit till its
right, this is for that phone call that got your team hype, put that glass up and toast
Chorus
Rhythm of the Night, If winning throw them hands up Rhythm of the Night, hit that top
down show em that you hot now, Rhythm of the Night, Ya team go in, you aint never
folding in Rhythm of the Night, Raise ya glass up for toast - Track Name: Quesfire - Stone Hands
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Verse 1
I make it muth fuckin big every time I hit the stage no puff combs east show me love in the west like wassup homes
Henny up lil bit ciroc let that show all my niggas up get them ladies that suck dome
I'm a hip hop fanatic I don't do gimmicks, I'm con ed lights out I don't do billings, so new york in the south I don't do chitlings, baby on board 2 seater I don't do siblings
Ask about ques no tribe called on the roof shooting vids I ain't talking Phife dawg, chi town showing love I'm everywhere like Vices lords Houston texas, mjG aiight dog
Spit a little G man I ain't talking Giants, gave shorty the seeman I told her no biting, thought I was puerto rican I ain't even lying, the way I kill these beats man I ain't even trying
Hook
Get that money get that paper Whoa Whoa
If you hustle if grinding whao Whoa Whoa
They selling but you ain't whoa Whoa Whoa
North side eastside westside south side
Verse 2
Bronx back, we Back? Yep they un relax, put em intorcher rack and leave em they at, we collect the paper gottem trashing there ascaps, all I do is cut pussy I'm skinning the phat cat-
Let them all sleep freddy kruger ya whole get up, money ain't ya language, u stoned go get rosetta, you clone, tried to tell ya get gone ya dome wet up, I'm none and yall complaining like bitches with no sweaters
You wack, a hater go swallow, ya girl singing stacks, papers mo dollars, every beat I'm a smash, break em no problems,
Homie check the stats your tape so gobbage
x representative chairman of the board you talk no one is listening or cheering cause you bored you talking bout shooting who? you appearing as a fraud, done was never running shit, ya steering like a ford
Hook
Get that money get that paper Whoa Whoa Whoa
If you hustle if grinding whao Whoa Whoa
They selling but you ain't whoa Whoa Whoa
North side eastside westside south side - Track Name: Quesfire - Take Over feat.Semiduce
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Hook:
We Got it we took it we killed it we own it, now yaʼll see W.G taking over, they looking
they talking they watching we moving now yall see W.G taking over, Quesfire the beats
Semi the monster and now words on the streets taking over.
Verse 1
I let yall mutherfuckers fight for number 1 thatʼs when I go pass cause I only collect
paper like recycled trash, ya rapping losing weight thatʼs like lypo ass fuck features my
daughter donʼt eat this pipe gon blast, Iʼm a monster start praying Jesus Christ aint
saving ya an X man I ʻll leave you in a chair like Xavier yall should quit I see ya going
broke rap aint paying ya work for us now accepting applications we saving ya, Haters try
to see what Iʼm counting I make em work for this, you aint bout them Gʼs then stop it you
a worthless shit, girl on her knees she slob bing she aint worth the spit, got 4 Gʼs in my
pocket I should work for Sprint, Donʼt let em fool you with all that anger and tough talk,
half of em got it twisted like some Lomien and Duck sauce team big yawl losing soldiers
yaʼll need to cut cost shout to the grinders the rest of yall lames could suck balls.
Hook:
We Got it we took it we killed it we own it, now yaʼll see W.G taking over, they looking
they talking they watching we moving now yawl see W.G taking over, Quesfire the beats
Semi the monster and now words on the streets taking over.
Semi Duce Verse 2:
Aint no stopping the flow a firework I bang it aint a thing now we (Taking over) Itʼs that
ether niggas is food I gotta eat ya a beast I stay hood it up a grim reaper I leave ya
feeling all stuffy achy a fever I spit crack champion rap ya niggas know that WG the
letters you dudes a bunch of peckers so go ahead and sweat us nobody could do it
better who ever said I wasnʼt holding you aint knowing me claiming you a boss you a
dolger you should work for me weak man loser ass nigga I should put him on
Report to Gone you aint a rapper go and Mo the lawn, for now on niggas is quite
When I come around flows wack niggas is ugly looking like Craig Mack all talk I dead
yeah money yeah you could bet it I be the one to set now everybody could get it.
Hook:
We Got it we took it we killed it we own it, now yaʼll see W.G taking over, they looking
they talking they watching we moving now yawl see W.G taking over, Quesfire the beats
Semi the monster and now words on the streets taking over. - Track Name: Quesfire - Language Broken
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Hook
If you came here to get this shit started than put your hands up like this, put your hands
like this, If team get money and they real one time nigga rep you click and tell em you
bout this and tell em got this and if you want the real hip hop than shout this and tell em
you bout this and tell em got this and if you want the real hip hop than shout this
Verse 1
Ayo the beat killer neck breaker the spine twister, the hand clapper arm raiser that
strong nigga,
Money grabber chic magnet the bed mover, ciroc drinker Cuban smoker the grand puba
The whip whipper Bronx repper the showstopper, the mic yeller 1,2s and you don't
stopper
The gang leader, goon caller the gwap spotter, respect getter that bomber clot don
dadda
The club ripper stage diver the bread collect stripper stripping boob checker the panty
wetter
Rhyme stalker real New Yorker the swag invented money bully give me all or nothing
high per center
The pun blaster biggie player the Pac dropper, jam master jay stack bundles freaky Tai
Aliyah singing mike jack ain't nothing higher, the eye catcher show winner yo I'm on fire
Hook
If you came here to get this shit started than put your hands up like this, put your hands
like this, If team get money and they real one time nigga rep you click and tell em you
bout this and tell em got this and if you want the real hip hop than shout this and tell em
you bout this and tell em got this and if you want the real hip hop than shout this
Verse 2
Kush taker bong killer that Blount shrinker, voodoo priester beetle juice that head
thinker, smooth talker, girl stealer, that dime lumper, vid taping fishburn but no Brian
bumper
World famous French flipping that plane catcher, London chilling secret international
rapper, show winner prize stealing that hot nigga, that bb kings Uma artist to watch
nigga
Old schooler tape stash the Jordan closet the half moon flat top ed OG gotta have it
Kid & player smooth the hustler so I rap it KRS jump up in his whip like what happen
The you tuber face booker the my spacer spam blaster get you mad then erase ya
Bronx repper Yankee winning it all day that mystro bring is back cause that beat a blazer
Hook
If you came here to get this shit started than put your hands up like this, put your hands
like this, If team get money and they real one time nigga rep you click and tell em you
bout this and tell em got this and if you want the real hip hop than shout this and tell em
you bout this and tell em got this and if you want the real hip hop than shout this - Track Name: Quesfire feat. Maskerade - "I Dont Mean It"
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Verse 1
Great another fight again, everyday we trying win, words that firing we swollow like they viatmans, playing like some volins! Tears show you dying in wasnt lying now and told u I wasn't lying then,
I don't wanna go thru this Fu's and choke holds thought we was over this, hate words just grow old, neighbors calling cops evernight that's a no no, just to say I'm sorry I'm telling u words poke holes!
Sometime mistakes happen but u make the best tho, but someone gets hurt and that memorys hard to let go, arguments set in and everything yeah I said so now and hurt kicks in now everything ghetto
we was spose to chill tonight, layback a couple beers, lil love making, but someone let pride all up in here, we said a bunch of things and I said that I don't fucking care, but I take back not trying lose you again I swear. Girl I don't mean it
Verse 2
I come in, then you leave, you come back then I go, yours moms called she said that she's worried I'm like yeah I know, your brother hang but he's trying choose where to follow, ya dad don't even talk to me, quickly he changed his motto
Try to talk but you aint trying to hear me from the get up, heard some signs of it being over is when there fed up, sent flowers to job, hoping you turned then got a call from the reps like the flowers got returned,
Now I'm trying think do i leave or should I fight for you, its just time we need or your aint comfortable, did get tired i need answers girl yo what's up with you, just say word not look like a buggaboo we was spose to chill tonight, layback a couple beers, lil love making, but someone let pride all up in here, we said a bunch of things and I said that I don't fucking care, but I take back not trying lose you again Im Sorry.
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FOR BOOKING: QUESBOOKINGS@GMAIL.COM - Track Name: Quesfire - More Drinks
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Verse 1
Sick with the magic like Johnson, quick with the ratchet like Bronson I stick with the
rapping like condoms, paid stay with a grip in the back of the garments, I drink goose like
I live in club ask em I make it rain I’m still in the tub hustler that aint bricks you still with
dubs pause that aint chic’s you sitting with thugs
Hook
Give me more drinks give me more piff give more everything yeah its on kid give me
what you got girl make it hot give me couple chic’s let me run the spot club owner chill
that’s my crew let em in you know how we do, yep yep you know how we do
Verse 2
Money retarded cause they got big faces, grill on the caddy looking like big braces
claustrophobic doctor say I need big places pimp walk like a nigga got big laces, I walk
on ice you could see Santa piff got red hairs I call her Rhianna you like filming cool let
me see cameras have you on Worldstar modeling with a mean banana.
Hook
Give me more drinks give me more piff give more everything yeah its on kid give me
what you got girl make it hot give me couple chic’s let me run the spot club owner chill
that’s my crew let em in you know how we do, yep yep you know how we do
Bridge
99 bottles in my bucket right now mommy take it low mommy take it low and if you get
money than throw it up right now down to the floor down to the floor, 99 bottles in my
bucket right now mommy take it low mommy take it low I’m off Rosays its Moet ice right
now trying to get towed trying to get trying to get
Verse 3
Yeah yeah puff Bob Marley green going crazy with them escorts Charlie Sheen lap
dance man Shorty mean, how much is that damn bill Shorty mean, she said usually
don’t date rappers I said she should she getting paid after, pimp, player, baller that’s the
same factor, time to disappear David Blaine laughter.
Hook
Give me more drinks give me more piff give more everything yeah its on kid give me
what you got girl make it hot give me couple chic’s let me run the spot club owner chill
that’s my crew let em in you know how we do, yep yep you know how we Do. - Track Name: Quesfire feat. Fly Nate - It's On feat. Flynate
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Verse 1
Gotta walk like a bad man talk like a bad man slap em with the bad hand bombs like you
afghan.
In ya head cat scan holyshit batman ain't your average rap band a high yella Blackman
Stacks Like its Lego but we don't build blocks we burn em down kid fuego
And we don't need NASA to shoot them rockets this NATO
The x everywhere we get that bread hold the mayo, extra cheese no bagels
I look at y'all laugh like that's funny, y'all wack you should quit rap and try stack fast
money, this is the real Bronx take go ask I'm that sonny, I been had this game on smash
crash dummy
Ayo talk like champion walk Luke champion
I'm gold but will beaten up for the silva like I'm Anderson
All they doing rambling losing players grambling, dance with em porche spyder flow
check the handling its on
Hook
When we coming yeah they know its us, getting money grab them hundreds and just
throw it up, we see em hating but the real kids show us love, any time we moving they
could see its on, If you ain’t never heard before then let me tell you it’s on, when my
squad come running thru your city then you know it’s on
Verse 2
Finacial aid flow I don't stop learning
I’m Herpes on them beats so them skills won't stop burning
Money machines drive cause that paper won't stop earning
Move over now Ques on top of the Bronx like Mount Vernon
Right now this game gone change, font know what ya playing look like WNBA
It's like they Photoshop words that picture looking strange
So many Bronx goons you honk u at a Yankees game lame
I don't care what ya batting we batting more. So macs to face you think it's apple store
Tell Steve I got jobs but could use a 100 more I’m hungry swear my block starting to look
like Singapore it’s getting raw
I’m up so batter up so sleep mode Bronx gonna win no matter cheat code
The unity is there we gather up team mode
Eyes close on the line and still hitting free throws It’s on
Hook
When we coming yeah they know its us, getting money grab them hundreds and just
throw it up, we see em hating but the real kids show us love, any time we moving they
could see its on, If you ain’t never heard before then let me tell you it’s on, when my
squad come running thru your city then you know it’s on - Track Name: Quesfire - College Girl
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Verse 1
You still running around my mind no exaggeration, ya naked body's a figment of
my imagination, touch ya pretty curves u lose breath exasperation, how south
say it, fin cut laceration, Lord jeese I got ta right a letter to ya moms, for creating
this weapon of mass cause you the bomb, legs like right off of a stallion what's
this a farm, when I see its dinner time hear that alarm! Sit right up and let you
ride it ride ride it no hands I think its laser guided guided I like you all wet cause I
can slide it slide it slide it we both got feelings and can't hide hide ha-ha
Been watching u now the timing perfect like big come to ya job hit u while u
working, now that's it, there's no deny moving pass the flirting, Hold u up on
window watch me move the curtains
Hook:
I know u want it I got it so come and get it girl, I know u phenein I'm bout it so
come up in my world 2x
Verse 2
You walk by seeing em staring these dudes gasping words, they calling that
game they all bunch angry, so intelligent but fly my lil fancy nerd, head of the
class but I aint talking match and work
Study shows college women always the freakiest, all that studying stressing em
out be tedious, dip in your dorm room quiet ques is the sneakiest, got my own
word trying to make you the leakiest
When was the last time a brother put you to straight sleep, grab ya hair smack
that derriere a straight freak, put them fingers where they aint spose to be
straight heat, grab ya camera make a motion picture like say cheese
I don't know what they doing but this that good sex, bunch of magnums here but
not the ones with bullets, I know a girl that likes girls and she the coolest, thank
you for flying your wonderful stewardess,
Hook:
I know u want it I got it so come and get it girl, I know u phenein I'm bout it so
come up inn my world 2 - Track Name: Quesfire Feat.Craze A 730, Oun P, Mysonne - Boom
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Quesfire Verse 1
Names Ques I smoke hip Hop I stay phene, known for repping the X and cooking rappers like
Bake beans, flows a nightmare to these sleepy rappers in fake dreams if lifeʼs a movie I could
play any actor on A Team, Names Ques Iʼm your main stress I aim best, rusty chain rappers still
talking stainless ya brainless, flows change like the weather better jet when the rain sets recycling
raps is like bitches wearing the same dress, Iʻm famous you opposite your fameless, live in a nice
neighborhood well mine is dangerous, never no changes haters talking the same hit subliminal
tweeting is like moving sedated patients, a nigga brand new but the flows ancient drug selling and
shooting thatʼs on the same length, skills out the box that New NY get bold and like blackberryʼs
you will get torched BX.
Craze A 730 Verse 2
I know these niggas snakes but its me spitting the venom, I start to cut the grass with a hatchet
then I skin em, your whole fam ass from the jeans aint talking denim and all that bullshit just keep
it down to minimum, Iʼm always on point and keep it sharp as a knife tip, my team got this game
on lock call it the vice grip, to maintain a spot I hit em up with the ice pick and then its time to die
on some long kiss goodnight shit, Iʼm a cowboys fan he screaming he hate Texas, 10 minutes
later Iʼm receiving them hate texts, we donʼt run with niggas we run em over with Lexus and send
his moms back just a tongue for talking reckless, I hope you niggas get this along with the
reservation cause if it aint the morgue the hospitals getting patients these niggas say Iʼm foul
cause the shit that Iʼm spitting flagrant and all you niggas sweet I consider your verses fragrance.
Hook
You wanna be the man, gotta understand this is where the buck stops Boom, that Boogie Bronx
stands guns all make you dance this is where the buck stops Boom, them Bx boys is serious
Boom, we bombing I know they hearing us Boom, You wanna be the man, gotta understand this
is where the buck stops Boom
Oun P Verse 3
Niggas claiming that they hood rich and let off full clips na they Derrick Rose MVP of the bullshit, I
donʼt care about your choppers and you black glocks, cause those only come out when your
playing black ops, I put on for my borough ya need to praise me no pills but the X got em going
crazy, ya got appetizer flows Iʼm the entre stomping like a giant moms should of named me
Andre, bad bitch with me and she resemble Beyoncé, toss her to the left if she aint doing what
the don say, snatch the mic up out your hand Kanye in sifers turning boys to Men ya look like
Wonye, was fucked up before wasnʼt getting it at all now when I go shopping is give me the whole
wall, but wait till next year when I finish your whole tour Iʼm coming back like now you could give
me your whole store.
Mysonne Verse 3
I was raised amongst wolves and leather bombers and sheepskins, deep in the streets late night I
had to sneak in, treating week nights like weekends in the beekin like damn I might see 10, I like
eating shrimps and them lobsters thatʼs why Iʼm a criminal principles to the mobsters, invincible
thereʼs not a thing they could do to stop us, choppers in the coup middle fingers to the coppers,
fuck em you killem if you trust em, trust is a weakness kiss em then you buss em, you love em if
you feed em watch em if you read em, greed all make a nigga brother try and go and eat em.
Freedom Iʼll risk that if that what its called for I send that boy home gift wrapped, rap is a gift but I
do just rap unless its seran or Reynolds nigga get that
Hook
You wanna be the man, gotta understand this is where the buck stops Boom, that Boogie Bronx
stands guns all make you dance this is where the buck stops Boom, them Bx boys is serious
Boom, we bombing I know they hearing us Boom, You wanna be the man, gotta understand this
is where the buck stops Boom - Track Name: Quesfire feat. eric Sosa - Days Like This
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Quesfire Verse 1
Momma told me they be days like this, aint no safe side kid aint no brakes right here, get
your face tight with OTʼs and late night shifts make you hate life and break contemplate
foul years, I grew up between the cops and a wrong place no television, itʼs like a rock
and hard place no demolition, and my step pops was fould couldnʼt speak either got
drunk and beat us like Rocky did in the meat freezer, that was home on the streets was
a different story gunshots all in the night crack heads all in the morning one stop and you
get pop broken glass car alarming son drop itʼs hard to watch here come swat brigade
swarming, shiiit I close my eyes till my mind bug till Iʼm feeling like Wiz Khalifa with some
fine bud, when the applause stops thatʼs when my times up but on the ladder of success
watch me climb up.
Hook:
I know we bout to fly, I know we bout to take it to another level if you rolling put your
fingers up to the sky, and put em up!! ….. And put em up I believe that haters canʼt block
my path Iʼm going pass the ave and wont settle for a dream and put em up take your
fingers put em up!
Eric Sosa Verse 2
Ayo Ques, you aint have to do that thank none or less and if you like who that, Iʼm not
the guy or the culprit to be halted and surprised or insulted cause the prize is in voltage,
See I simply rely on the shock value trying to get in sync but not what my dad do but the
process of recording cause the way they taught em to chop and import it but could edit
pro fool donʼt let it go, put that thang back in the basement when I lack patients and
every rapper expected to ask if I make it and choose mine and my honor was telling me
to say and in the mean time momma was telling me to save, for a penny donʼt get got
out chasing for a canʼt and now hip hop has a sanitation man but will he make it out the
ave momma told psychological to suit up cause its only right that Iʼm taking out the
trash.
Hook:
I know we bout to fly, I know we bout to take it to another level if you rolling put your
fingers up to the sky, and put em up!! ….. And put em up I believe that haters canʼt block
my path Iʼm going pass the ave and wont settle for a dream and put em up take your
fingers put em up!
