Who Sang Chicago Barbeque? Qwel

Release information
Release Date: 2001-9-25
length: 14:50


summer heat stroke
have a heat stroke

so this one joe goes there was this flow that boasts he totes a gun
dont know his promo caught some fingers up till he saw both of them
but now his s___ is jaded
played himself, hes gonna see me
checked me once, stepped, said whats up, and copped another cd
me be hell breathing back
he needs to ask to spar with qwel
start to scar your shell toes
i suppose its hard to tell
the battles half the lesson
the cats strapped with automat four sevens
beat you half to death twice
send white light back for seconds
rest when less than me aint good enough
hoods and thugs rough wont cut it
what if all this tough rug thug stuff aint really what what is
is it my job to own this f___ing mic until it starts to melt
the dark starts to yell
i suppose its hard to tell
start to yell back
but theres not enough mics to rock
he likes to flow
but the dikes are locked
on his writing spot
theres too many mc's
and not enough mics to rock
he like to flow
but the dikes he like to strike with mics are locked a lot
there was this other joe once
covered in gold front ego
im b___er with mics
he stutters with ice
and wonder where that weed go
he showed prose in his time
compose lies his rib cage
hungry not just for my mic
blocked every blow with his face
and now he spits with a limp
and thinks his s___s a zeplin
the blimps his head wet to the ground gassed
drowned, and unleaded
found his rep, disconnected
his best s___ was pantomime!
jagged his chance to shine impressed
he left a fan of mine
grab the mic for sale
and barter rap to use
but lost to qwel again
who had to snag an autograph for proof ...

just one more time ...
just one more time ...
for the last time ...
caught a heat stroke ...

man second hand contact is cancerous
the trouble with guessin is
doublin questions is
all the answers did
ask your man to spit, s___
we bendove
no shenanigans
brandishin claims you f___ed inannimate
nope the pen broke
but aint it grand makin mannequin
canned amusement
and all the while, man
the fans can't stand the music
the producers credits is
with the critics rappin crevices
get in line
we help design them flippin fetishes
the measurements are evidence aint nobody tight
cuz when he spit veterans bite like, oh but hes right
insight precise incisions witness witty wisdom like
the system bustin out the seams with dreams are lived in this mind

CD 1
  • 1 Quest for Fire
  • 2 Underachiever
  • 3 Stress. Com
  • 4 Proof 101
  • 5 Hall of Mirrors
  • 6 The Highest Commitment
  • 7 If It Ain't Been in a Pawn Shop, It Can't Play the Blues
  • 8 Good Friday
  • 9 Harriet Tubman
  • 10 Art of War
  • 11 Meaty's Lament
  • 12 Brick Walls
  • 13 Plexiglass
  • 14 $19.99 Ad
  • 15 My Ex-Girlfriend Plays Keyboard for Tom Petty's Band
  • 16 Chicago Barbeque