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Quay's Rehearsal - EP

by Quay

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1.
Pray For Me 02:29
[Verse 1 - Quay] Pray for me, young man with big plans Billions envisioned but start with less than 10 grand What to do? Moms needs me My state need me, Hip-Hop starvin', sayin' "feed me" Enter my complex, my stress Not concave... nah--- more like it's convex Sorry, let me explain it at its simplest This is my heart... nah--- this is my art My only chance, to do my part Lyrics learn to sew and knit with the hope of Gettin' words to stitch and, reupholster my culture Save more than myself: takin' it further And I can't comeback until we all got 40 acres And the mule's a Cadillac God Bless the day for me And let the people pray for me [Verse 2 - Quay] Look! Anyone can get on mic and rhyme But how many will be remembered in due time Mine! Understand that where I rhyme and where I'm in Everything I'm not makes me everything I am Damn, maybe I could spit a verse or two To help another person just get through A life they ain't ask for but forced to just use Figure my words as your just dues So excuse, if the raps aren't in metaphors I'd rather speak it plain so more people can feel me more Recognize: I don't want to rap to you I'd rather speak it plain so that I can rap through you All in hopes that my word connects Explains my complex about bein' too complex 'Cause, lyrically I could be Talib Kweli But at the end of the day, who would pray for me?
2.
[Intro - Quay] And God said... "Let there be paper." Heh... preach! (Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money: dolla' dolla' bils, y'all!) [Hook - Redefined Liz] You're all mine One by one This golden crown... Idle worship It'll strike you out or weigh ya down Idle worship--- yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 1 - Quay] Blood on my new crown, that's hard work Open wounds healin' soon, my scars hurt Now angel wings seem to sing for a king But they swing towards a thing I could never bring Blessed me with hydraulics and digi dashes As long as they knew that they could claim my ashes Explains why I thirst for Chevys and buggattis When I die crucify me on that Maserati Lawd forgive flaws long as I leave in awe All jaws, and that require me to floss Boy, you shall bleed for my diamonds To the point your heartbeat's silence Ha, as you die to knees You realize you don't worship me It's the shine that made you mine Give me you're soul while I recline [Hook - Redefine Liz] You're all mine One by one This golden crown... Idle worship It'll strike you out or weigh ya down Idle worship--- yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 2 - Quay] What got me feelin' like, I'm the world's Kryptonite Red and blue jewels in the booth: Superman, right? I got see-through vision 'Cause I see that my karats get all to listen Rubies in a new Jesus piece Call it Revelation, it'll bring you peace Put the best vixen in my reach Say she love me; well, practice what ya preach! Ask forgiveness. Shit, pray for me Poetry at its finest Hand stitched--- I slaved the designers Only believe in the physical The pen verse the sword: let's see who bleed a lil' Modern day divinity Praise my holy trinity [Hook - Redefine Liz] You're all mine One by one This golden crown... Idle worship It'll strike you out or weigh ya down Idle worship--- yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! [Bridge - Quay] All my Porsches: oh, shit is gorgeous Die from my idle worship Praise my fortress; it's gorgeous Die from my idle worship All the marble foreign; ain't it gorgeous? Die from my idle worship Dont forget that my vixen gorgeous Die from my idle worship [Outro - Redefine Liz] You're all mine One by one This golden crown... Idle worship It'll strike you out or weigh ya down Idle worship--- yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
3.
[Verse 1 - Quay] God, please help with my affinities These bad women, smart girl tendencies I get around like PAC every time panties drop Time for business and watch me rise like stock Cuz, this all payback, fool Shoo! Let's keep it real: I was a Black nerd in a white school Yeah, scooped maybe a girl or two But them few girls turned into a swimmin' pool When book knowledge gave me the upper hand Gift of gab on campus with the lay of the land Greek letters turned me into a bad ass frat man Got me so far gone--- no Aubrey Graham--- but damn What would you do with women gettin at cha And your conscience feelin' horrible after? But you couldn't tell this story after Shout out the girls that write these stanzas [Hook - Redefine Liz] Skin, just like a fortress Holdin' me hostage From the crown within my reach Today, I wake up lively Finally free And finally conscious [Verse 2 - Quay] Lookin' for a vixen: have you seen her? Oh that's your girl? Tell me, can I meet her? Nevermind, I'm in the mind of findin' A woman that don't do what I say like Simon Let me explain what's goin on I don't like 'em fashionable with the You know, girl that's marchin' with her heels on Or hoody on in the club twerkin' it for Trayvon Na, I'm lookin for the real deal, Holyfield One that can spar a couple rounds in both fields So good deal if we could zone tonight Philosophy over shot of Patron on ice You can tell me what got you feelin' right And I oblige, girl, just hit them lights Just remember by the time the sun rise We done fell in and out of love at the same damn time, uh [Hook - Redefine Liz] Skin, just like a fortress Holdin' me hostage From the crown within my reach Today, I wake up lively Finally free And finally conscious [Verse 3 - Quay] Would you believe me if I said I'm in love? No? Would you believe me if I said I could stroke? Oh. Well, we both know your king a down low queen Ahem, I mean, we both should be free to do our own thing We can do what we want: no judgment in here We both might regret it tomorrow, I fear Can a brotha repent for his sins Even though he enjoyed when he was gettin' it in? Is it wrong that I'm addicted to skin? What if I promise to never do it again?? We know I'm lyin' 'cause ain't no time for the conscience to climb in The next just text and I'm already ridin' To the next stop, got another at my spot It's wrong, I know It ain't make me a man though But it made me the man though...
4.
[Interlude - Quay] They told me to believe, believe and know When there's debt you must pay what you owe And the strange fruit from the forbidden tree grows You learn, learn that you reap what you sow So believe, believe, but how, when your name get around From how you puttin it down And they know you don't make a sound After the deed so the skin piles in mounds Cause all the strikes against you is right up your alley Even though you wish they could make more than a tally But how can they even make a body count When you don't know the amount Not even the where about So you wrongfully can't surmount Their value All the fun they allow you Would tempt the fairest of minds too So tell me what to do I was told we believe in it, so you'll learn It'll all come back around...and it'll make your heart burn
5.
That's Love 03:33
[Verse 1 - Quay] A few weeks in, so innocent Friends become lovers after so many weekends spent Heaven-sent: so typical Everything one did the other: reciprocal I'll go to war for you; no, I'll start one for you Conquer seven seas to please you too Is that too much? Fuck, I'm just bein' real You know what it is even when I don't say how I feel And although I, put music first You still wanna ride with me to the hurst And that's what's it is, we'll ride With no doubts sittin' on the passenger side [Hook - Quay] And that's love You occupy my thoughts; my work of art And that's love We flipped the script, and we got the part And that's love Givin' my walls all up from the start And I tat it forever on my heart And that's love [Verse 2 - Quay] About a year, damn near But I fear I feel the end comin' round here Communication breakin' I've been, hesitatin' Caught between grindin' and love never taken It's wearin' you down now, I can tell Only fire burnin' is me sendin' you through hell But you'd ride, right? You said you'd ride, right? Till the wheels fell off, you'd ride till you die, right? Who am I kidding? Soon as you walk through that door You gon' tell me that you can't bear this weight no more And I deserve it. This ain't worth it All I invested in music made you feel worthless Realization too late for a chance to allow, though Hindsight 20/20, but this is my foreshadow As you walk in nervous, time to free that bird I hear you fine, you ain't got to say a word [Hook - Quay] And that's love Feels like bullet blast right through my chest And that's love Could've sworn I gave it my best And that's love Time to pick up my heart along with the rest And that's love That's... and that's love [Verse 3 - Quay] A few months livin' in the aftermath But it feels like there ain't nothin' after that Keep replayin' my wrongs--- the pivotal moments All the hangin' love I missed and never showed it I'm just a few steps from Mario Winans Wife beater in the tub, sheddin' tears, tryin' To get it together, I can't, go there Things could turn for us; I got to be prepared Feels like any moment we can say we both made a mistake But wait...what what if we made a mistake? I'm prayin to The Lawd, askin for a solid Make her forgive me... shit, make me more conscious Wait...this is the craziest thoughts I'm arguin' with myself, killin' any fight that I got But deep down I know I gotta knock it off Just wish I knew the steps to start that walk [Outro - Quay] And that's love The game didn't know the rules and lost That's love Still recovering, I can't feel my heart And that's love Never again, don't want that pain at all And that's love Tat on my heart is a scar that won't come off And that's love...
6.
[Verse 1 - Quay] It's like I'm lost at sea, my heart absentee When we agreed that there was no you and me Mind gone, to another zone Sad business, I left my heart alone Filled with regret: why'd I do this in the first place? If only I knew I'd end up in the worst fate Feelin like nothin' even matters When my paradise ended in disaster [Hook - Quay] And I don't know And I don't know... It's gone And I don't... [Verse 2 - Quay] Lost in my own house, searchin' for the kitchen Lookin' for the bourbon, depression itchin' Can't sleep, memories keep me awake Alcohol killing my sanity that's at stake My God, can you help Release me from the thoughts, save me from myself? My kidneys screamin' but I'm carin' less about my health As I let the days pass and put my future on the shelf Pride got the best of me so I stay silent When friends ask but habits still stay violent 20/20 hindsight: the past, I'm eyein it Hopeless thoughts of us still 'cause I'm in it Guess karma came to finally pay a visit Came to my front porch and paid me with interest Wounded but I'm forced move on my own It's not safe, but I'm best left alone [Outro - Quay] And I don't know And I don't know... It's gone And I don't... Yeah, it's gone. And it's lost... And I don't know And I don't know... It's lost.
7.
Supra Dreams 03:44
[Verse 1 - Quay] Way back when I had a 93 Nissan My only thought was how could I be on Round the same time I was eatin TV dinners Mama told me get out and be a winner And I agree I can't see me livin a lie Mama stressin' with tears inner eyes Wonderin' how the bills gon' be paid off Lights fuckin' wit her and she just got laid off With that in mind I worked overtime For minimum wage and mom's peace of mind Even during the times of hardly makin' ends meet Still had dreams of pushin' a clean Supra down 71st Street My... Supra Dreams! [Hook - Quay] Yeah! Now who gon' kill my drive? Can't kill this vibe! Who gon' kill my drive? Not while I'm alive Nah, you won't kill this drive! Look into my eyes, won't kill this drive Not while I'm alive! Pedal to the floor It's my... Supra Dreams! [Verse 2 - Quay] Round the time I was pushin' a 00 Mustang Duckin' Sallie Mae payments each birthday Cleanin' dirty ass bathrooms for a paycheck I was wonderin' why my life wasn't made yet Been strugglin', grindin but no payoff in sight Got me hustlin', no days off just to stay right My light feel dimmer like blessings been skippin' Dreams slippin' breakin' down like the car I'm whippin But, my pen kept movin' Heart kept beatin, my schemes still loomin' Sleep deprived but when I closed my eyes Double entendre life dreamin' 'bout my drive My... Supra Dreams! [Hook - Quay] Yeah! Now who gon' kill my drive? Can't kill this vibe! Who gon' kill my drive? Not while I'm alive Nah, you won't kill this drive! Look into my eyes, won't kill this drive Not while I'm alive! Pedal to the floor It's my... Supra Dreams! [Verse 3 - Quay] Thinkin' "this is it" in my leased SUV No watch, but God made time for me Through the years my skills sharpened-- never slow, boy And bullets may kill me, but not the soul, boy Whoa, boy! These supra dreams ain't leavin', see Imma be grindin for Moms, state, and me 'Cause we know I can't sleep on any of my mission Until my closed eyes visions come into fruition Until Melanie Fiona give me a date in Miami Or me and Janelle Monaé in tuxes at the Grammys As long as my family sittin good as the number 7 And I got my 96 Supra, sittin' on Heaven My... Supra Dreams!!!
8.
[Verse 1 - Quay] For anyone that thinks I wasn't meant for Or to anyone that hasn't heard me before Pissed at my 22'2s and 44'4's Must've forgot that Jay Z's just an estranged mentor It's a foreshadow for more of a raw battle Slaughter time, and guess who's selected to round up the cattle 'Cause since I was 14 it was foreseen That I would forge morphene for fiends That codeine was designed to keep 'em on lean That's my fuel for my esteem to succeed For too many years I wrote rhymes and just hoard 'em I'm ready for showtime: welcome to the forum Too good for the pantheon, more of Warhol for y'all Piece together words, makin' murals for walls Now, who dare come challenge mines None, step up with every four lines [Verse 2 - Quay] In my 4 cornered room plottin' to the et cetera A vendetta to heist the game for all the lettuce For the getaway and I'll hideaway forever In Cuba with 2pac, 4 glocks and Assata Shakur, ain't forget ya Forgive my fortitude meant for it to be heard Realize that I could put forth only four words And be able to force the culture forward To whom it may concern, my introduction's foreword Welcome to Oklahoma's mind! Glad it could reach ya 'Cause they don't look for us when lookin for a feature Probably forgot that anywhere can be able to breed a Monster that looks to demolish any sorta creature Oh now you for it, pointin' askin' "who he?" The rap's reincarnation of the 2-3 Led my mind to crazy shit so you can relate And watch it fornicate with forbidden fruit for 4 minutes straight Quay!
9.
KD 03:20
[Verse 1 - Quay] Who want it with Iceberg? Your chances passed slim I be shootin' lights out: let them eyes dim Best stroke clutch brother: it's in my genes Oklahoma on the back, I kill it for the team You know they mad when they can't defend you Look 'em dead in the face...pray ta God this offend you Skinny brotha posted up watch me hustle New ultimate champions, word up Bill Russell Welcome to the real game, no scrimmages Moves so graphic, it needs censorship Pharaoh of my state, build me a sphinx Full house life got me some kings queens Up north ballin' in the Minnesota scene Battlin' Minnesota wolves for Minnesota green Stroke so sweet turnin' em into Minnesota fiends Why Minnesota gotta find me a couple Lynx [Hook - Quay] I said I'm feelin' like I'm KD Watch my shot, y'all, it come from free's Swear to God, I'm KD, Second coming, of the 2-3 I said I'm feelin' like I'm KD Watch my shot, y'all, it come from free's I said, I'm feelin' like I'm, I'm feelin' like I'm... [Verse 2 - Quay] Conceived in 88 in LA; look like show time Arena be my stadium when I do them shows rhymes Indefensible with them hooks you can't hurt me Got the no looks but get no pass: you ain't worthy Homies leave for dollars get with the departin' Shallow ambition will do nothin' but make your soul harden Speakin of James, tell that new boy he ain't workin' This ain't the Bible; this ain't the King James Version So tell any Lebron, it's on I'm the one been called 2 for 2 long Don't get me wrong, people see strong--- but wait Watch a lanky brotha words hold weight Any CP3s, I ain't heard of em Imma needa see 3 POs, how I murdered 'em Take you to the finals. Depend on me tho' Still be the hero after triple zeroes

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The sixth Publish or Perish release also serves as the first official project from Jason Quaynor, a.k.a. Quay. For his debut, the TuLaw City-bred rapper takes the listener on a profound and poetic journey, with helpful and rousing production from Ben Chargot.

Follow @QuayChronicles via Twitter, and his official site at www.quaychronicles.com.

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released December 11, 2013

VOCALS: Quay (all tracks), Redefine Liz (tracks 2 & 3)

PRODUCTION: Ben Chargot (all tracks); Quay (all tracks, also exec.)

MIXING AND MASTERING: Ben Hogarth (all tracks)

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