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Scorpio, Vol. 2: Signs of the Times

by Quentino

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[Verse 1 - Quentino] Sorry, ladies and gentleman, that this nigga been gone for a while Might as well go ahead and stay up, because I'm takin' the throne now Bitch, everyone says that he's better than me, so I'm startin' to itch like fleas Oh wait--- but when I take the throne, everyone who hates me better learn to flee I'm the 5th King of P.O.P., bitch nigga better learn to bow down to the king On your knees, nigga! Usherin' the takeover, but I'm not Jay-Z So I'll stick with Ether. I never carried a nine Because I have a mind To be able to write down the plans To end up takin' yo' lands I fight for my clan And that clan is ChromeOmega So know that when you see me (echo), that means it's the omega The end of your life line--- oh wait, oh my God! Your whole career just flat-lined! Bye. [Hook - Black Smith] Earn a front-row seat to the home of the slave Cop a first-class ticket for the escape that we crave Win a crash-course wit' us on the road that we've paved 'Cause we've come too far to let Fate get in our way Now it's time to make bank as we break all our chains And it's time to gang-way and set the palace ablaze So we crank the sound up in the whip and press play All these notes are the key to the throne that we take! (Nigga, what?) [Verse 2 - Quentino] The lights shut off; understand I'm 'bout to blow off My resurrection should be comin' from Jesus I put my sweat, my tears, and my struggles on paper I've waited long enough, so it's time to say "hey there!" It's the return of me I'm the Scorpio King My Zodiac tells it all, so I will not fall, I will not fail I'm tired of livin' in Hell; niggas been wantin' to see me in a jail cell Fuck them niggas! Fuck the A! I'm gettin' locked up--- Behind bars, my uncle should be home right now I'm tired of people who act like they support you But instead a lot of those people wanna make fun of you They say you great; then they change their minds and say you suck Nowadays I just tell them to fuck off I don't respect no one until they can give respect Oh wait a second--- I'm takin' the throne, Scorpio King, BITCH! [Hook - Black Smith] Earn a front-row seat to the home of the slave Cop a first-class ticket for the escape that we crave Win a crash-course wit' us on the road that we've paved 'Cause we've come too far to let Fate get in our way Now it's time to make bank as we break all our chains And it's time to gang-way and set the palace ablaze So we crank the sound up in the whip and press play All these notes are the key to the throne that we take! (Nigga, what?)
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[Intro - Quentino] Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Yeah! Look...! [Verse - Quentino] Agression, progression... Nowadays it ends up growin' like it's an erection But instead you be hearin' 'bout my life, and knowin' that it's supposed to be sweet And y'know what? Sometimes, yeah, it could be a little sweet But there's other times where it ends up feelin' like it's so hard In this life, and knowin' that people keep on goin' so far So what am I supposed to do? Knowin' that these people keep on tug-and-warrin' Like it's nothin' but! And I'm hearin' 'bout the terrorities that people have been claimin' Nowadays I end up hearin' about the life that I've been "living": It's such a heavenly place... Nah, I'm just kiddin'. This place that I'm livin' at ain't even heavenly at all, not even close to it! Knowin' that these people end up bringin' their guns, bringin' their words Nowadays they end up bringin' the war to themselves And y'know what? I ain't even tryin' to bring war to myself But I gotta be able to make a difference when it came to wealth Yes indeed! I often am wonderin', What I am? Who I am? Nothin' more but a Scorpio guy Tryna be able to live his life Out to the fullest, but instead Know that these people keep on bringin' up institutions Like they is part of the government And a part of the resolution But yet they don't know what a resolution is Until they look deep inside of themselves Be able to hear your (own) wealth But instead, you'll end up wonderin', Where the hell it at? And I'm just wonderin', What am I supposed to do with that? Not a bit. Because that'll end up puttin' me deep in struggles I done struggled so many times when it came to my life Already 19, supposed to turn 20 But you'll end up thinkin' that you could even make 50 But I'm not even able to guarantee another day Until the day I end up finally seein' if I'll be able to make it But instead these people keep on bringin' me down Well, y'know what? I hit the ground Almost like I'm Ground Zero But instead they think I'm underground hero (I ain't gay!) How can I even be a hero? Not even Superman can't even fly into the sky Because these people keep on bringin' him down Like they part of gravity, keep on grabbin' me if you wish But you won't be able to knock me down no more! Not anymore! I'm sick and tired of the same things these people keep talkin' 'bout They talk about the money, the cars, the jewelry Everything that's so material, And I can't take it! Finally, end up seein' aggression growin' deep inside of me Because of all the things they be speakin' while we in poverty They say that I'm livin' in poverty, but no sir, I'm not So you better get it right when you speak about my life In the same old place, same old time Yes indeed, A-R-D, Ardmore, get it right Because this life we all leadin' ain't right I know that ain't right, because we too busy claimin' this and that And end up thinkin' that we are part of this and that And end up doin' things we know we shouldn't be doin' Yeah, we livin' in sin, And that's a darn shame, because y'know what? It all started with Adam and Eve Why do we have to be The one pull the gun out on our "enemy"? I don't understand why Why it gotta be somebody in the family Who lost it, with their family members? Or end up gettin' into it, a loss of diffusion And all of a sudden, man, the fuses is lit And end up makin' explosions, Like it ain't nothin' but dynamite. I've already exploded, now I wanna be that one supernova And end up engulfin' the place, Like I'm 'bout to put another blaze in ya But even worse, because you'll just turn into ashes And all because people be lashin' Out nowadays like they thinkin' of whiplash Black clash!!! [Outro - Quentino] Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Gun. Shot!
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[Verse 1 - DJ Doo-Bay] We three kings? Make that six Man, Three 6 Mafia: we are the shit Yeah, you can call us the New Age New Wave This is how we do it, man: We takin' it, we seizin' the day The crown is ours! Man, the kingdom has come This is how we been doin' it, man: We've been sent from above Yeah, we the angels, the riders, the Seven Horsemen We're comin' to slaughter all y'all bitches, because this is our time... again Yeah, we doin' it! Re-run that back You heard me! One more time, this is our fuckin' track This is how we're doin' it: Murderin', pillaging, rapin' You know we're doin' this shit, and murkin' them all of the days end Yeah, till I get old, till I die, till I'm decrepit See, you know I'm doin' this shit, you couldn't even measure me This is my talent, my honor and glory Motherfucker, I ain't through yet: listen to our story Remember the day, that you remembered my name My name is D-O-O-B-A-Y, Doo-Bay That's right; you heard me! Yeah, that's how we do it: Kickin' fancy bars, fancy cars You know we doin' it all day! Motherfucker, we live So large, so large; yeah, that's how we're doin' it Livin' real BIG, real BIG; you know we never losin' it This is ours, this is the day we seizin' it, bitch This is P.o.P., motherfucker! We the kings, we rich! [Verse 2 - Kreative Tendencies] First off, let me say hi! My name is Kreative I got a beat that burns strips--- yeah, I mean "cremated" Lemme say hi to everybody on the strip Before I hop in the whip And I just drive, straight No stoppin'! Pedal to the medal I ain't stoppin' for nothin', unless it's gas or a drink Or, model-type chick sittin' on the side of the road That ain't gon' make me pay for the fuckin' pink And I ain't talkin' 'bout "pink" as gettin' in them cars I'm talkin' 'bout "pink" is me gettin' in bras And gettin' in them drawers (What?!?) Huhh? I'm sorr', I'm just tryna do my best to stay, out from them bars I, I mean, stay out from behind bars I'm just trying to do everything legit, Ma I'm just trying to do everything like my Momma says Back to the fact that this beat is Vegas strip in the Fifties Me in my zoot suit, red, no dickies Got the gators on, light glistenin' You can see it, light glistenin' Off the, Rolex, behind that crystal glass I keep tickin' like that line behind the crystal glass I keep movin', keep goin' I'm not stoppin' for nobody, I got the Pifinarina movin'! [Verse 3 - Black Smith] Black Smith here, (hah!), we ready for war Said we was honing our craft--- "what you preparing us for?" The homies asked me. I replied, "the takeover's in store They ain't ready, 'cause we 'bout to make Doomsday even more!" Fuck the world; she's a whore --- fuck the Mayans, we score 'Bout to bring the gavel down on the John Conners of lore Bust through their decorum, usher Death through the door He been tailin' me since I ain't shown remorse to the Lord But what if I do? Would that make Shame go away Nah, niggas ain't survive to tell tales the next day That's why I unload on the track, like there's no comin' back I'm unleasin' my wrath, son; what you know about dat? Gearin' up for the clash, now that I've chosen this path Robert Frost at the fork, got me rethinkin' fast Clouds are loomin' around, the darkest ones, matter fact Apocalypse strikes, yeah we the ones up to bat The microphone sage, African-American pain Still Pegasus vein, stallion forever in fame Goin' Medusa on page, died free at young age All divine-inspired reasons for you to remember my name [Verse 4 - QUAY] It's spiritual: The sermon of sixteen bars Instrumental, beat ain't it? Lyri-cism slayed it All them other rappers fainted Hot, and bothered, by the brother's silver tongue What he done? Nothin' but layin' soul on wax, tracks melt Apple cinnamon candles, handle This juggernaut grippin' knots, screamin' "Black Wall Street" to the grave Cookin' lyrics he done slaved Like a 1955 housewife Unappreciated, but related to lovin' hip hop Hold it in, fuck that! I fixed dinner, throw that! Frying pan to the head--- hell yeah, my nigga hold dat! It's forever Atlas; no need for mythology Holdin' up the state with god body Puttin' my DNA on the beat Now, how dare a rapper said he did it like me? Put them brain cells to labor for the paper Maybe later they'll realize the feats he complete Maybe when they six feet Enlightened by the heights of heaven God can give 'em the divine eyes of I Damn!... I just lied 'Cause it's QUAY: the greatness in time Blow minds, yo' mind's mine By the time you know mine's, it's past time And all these lines scream, "get 'em!" I got 'em! ... Don't go nowhere, I stop 'em! Where they at? ...I lost 'em They playin' dead--- possum Ain't no problems, 'cause I just solved 'em! [Verse 5 - Quentino] Now pay attention to the signs! The resurrection of your intersession might remain an inception Go to sleep until you hear the stomp of my feet, don't even retreat Be able to accept defeat from the Titan of Greece Or was it Rome? I wanna go home And all of a sudden I'm realizin' that most of these terms are "so long!" You stay on track, you'll run into the fact that I am the nigga That would pull on the trigger without a ticker! Part of the six kings you see But instead I come through with no envy Almost like these people end up bringin' in them entrees I'm into the club, you just hate on them dubs You hate my own swag, well y'know what? That's my town Full of them haters, well I'm not one of them 'Cause I come right through, and I'm about to lose it 'Bout to lose my mind, as always, with the crew People better not stare, Or be ready for that futuristic flare---that solar flare! Attack ya like a nuclear bomb, or atomic bomb About ready to lose it like people of drama You'll end up thinkin' of Guya You'll end up thinkin' of Mayans You'll end up thinkin' that niggas are gonna just break down But instead I end up goin' around and end up knockin' ya'll niggas down I don't really give a fuck Yeah nigga, what you down with? Not a damn thing. This is my crew, P.o.P., what it do, nigga? Straight off of that shit, niggas are wonderin' about my shit Well y'know what? Shit, I just gave up. Fuck it! I'm done with this shit, bitch! [Outro - Kreative Tendencies] Shout-out to the entire Publish or Perish crew!!!
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[Hook - Christina Aguilera] Everyone thinks that I have it all But it's so empty living behind these castle walls These castle walls If I should tumble if I should fall Would any one hear me screaming behind these castle walls There's no one here at all, behind these castle walls [Verse 1 - Quentino] Even though I'm not famous I'm still here Behind Castle Walls and I feel like I will fall Within the dungeon because I can never just be seen By other people who believe or have disbelief Fuck the fame, I don't want it. Just give me at least one mil. So that way I can fill up the empty stomach of those that are hungry And that starve and give the money up to charity So I can call my cousin Charity and be able to give a donation To my nation we suffering So many of us in jail; free my Uncle Tony Him being in jail is bologna Fuck a tsunami, I want to eat up some soup Still so broke and yet the poor keep on growing Who needs to be behind castle walls? Fame ain't shit to me! [Hook - Christina Aguilera] Everyone thinks that I have it all But it's so empty living behind these castle walls These castle walls If I should tumble if I should fall Would any one hear me screaming behind these castle walls There's no one here at all, behind these castle walls [Verse 2 - Black Smith] The castle's gotten smaller, the circle got wider The view from here still the same, so spacious and so vital My life been laid out 'fore my eyes like sheets at a recital But I lack the drive to compose the soul, feed my own revival The shadow lurking over me, killin' every vibe, ho Wonder what would happen if I tore a page out every Bible And rammed the paper down the barrel of my 18th century rifle Took that barrel to my chin, pulled the trigger like a sniper Would I leave behind my troubles, or leave behind the rubble Of a broken man who ran the race and managed every stumble Guess it begs the question: Does the world revolve around my struggle Or would my death here be the needlepoint to other people's bubbles? Truthfully I know the answer long before I posed the problem The meaning in my life lies in how my absence will have robbed 'em Of a brother who can change this empty space into volumes Of work and art and signs; pay attention 'fore you've lost him! [Hook - Christina Aguilera] Everyone thinks that I have it all But it's so empty living behind these castle walls These castle walls If I should tumble if I should fall Would any one hear me screaming behind these castle walls There's no one here at all, behind these castle walls [Bridge - Christina Aguilera] Nobody knows I'm all alone Living in this castle made of stone They say that money is freedom, but I feel trapped inside it all And while I sit so high up on a throne I wonder how I can feel this low On top of the world it's beautiful But there's no place to fall... [Outro - Christina Aguilera] Everyone thinks that I have it all But it's so empty living behind these castle walls These castle walls If I should tumble if I should fall Would any one hear me screaming behind these castle walls There's no one here at all, behind these castle walls.
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[Verse 1 - Quentino] From the time that I look at you, best believe I'll smile Too busy havin' nothin' but joy in my heart And you know how it is: we probably will get together Later on in life, and centuries all we'll weather And I'm too busy, after visitin' you, and end up talkin' to ya And all kinds of ways, and knowin' that... maybe, I don't know We'll probably get together or somethin', Be able to ride it out, 'cause baby you should know!... [Hook - Uada Hikaru] You are always gonna be the one, and you should know How I wish I could have never let you go Run into my life again but don't say no You are always gonna be the one, in my life So true, I believe that I could never find Somebody like you, my first love [Verse 2 - Quentino] (Uh-huh! Yeah!) Best believe on the first date, I'll be nervous Because I'm too busy trying to impress you In all kinds of ways that I have to do Be able to dress good, be able to smell good, be able to do All the things I probably wouldn't do when I'm hangin' with my friends And best believe, when I'm with them, I'll tell them all about you Because you is that sweet girl--- yeah, that sweet girl The type of girl that give me dreams that I think of Not talkin' 'bout dreams, I'm talkin' 'bout romance Be able to take you all over the world if I could do that I'm talkin' 'bout takin' you to Paris, where you could see the Eiffel Tower We could be on it, be able to go all over the world And live on top of the world, if nothin' else Because you know what baby? I just want to give you all of these nice things Because in so many ways, baby, you should know...! [Hook - Uada Hikaru] You are always gonna be the one, and you should know How I wish I could have never let you go Run into my life again but don't say no You are always gonna be the one, in my life So true, I believe that I could never find Somebody like you, my first love [Verse 3 - Quentino] Yeah... the first kiss is the main kiss that I want I wanna be your man, be able to give you all the things that all these other guys Probably won't, because through all things I want to be with you for all eternity Through all our lives, through every bit of it till the end of time Because, baby, I just want you to know, that regardless of what they tell ya Regardless of what they think, I'm never gonna leave your side I just want you to know that you are able to fly high Almost like we're about to hit the whole entire stars And let me tell you, baby, if you wanna be a star All you gotta do is shine for me, nobody else Because some other people will treat you like dirt And I'm gonna treat you like you my main queen So that you'll end up sayin' that I am your king Because regardless, baby, I want you to know That you should know... That you should know... That you should know... That you my cute love, baby. Love ya!

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When you see the clouds moving from the east, you say "The rain is coming." And so it is. When the desert wind blows, you say "It will be hot." And it is. All of you can read the signs of the earth and the sky. How is it you can't read the signs of the times?

The second installment in Quentino's 'Scorpio' mixtape series, "Signs of the Times" picks up where the previous release left off. Quentino apologizes for his recent absence and makes his intent known: The throne is for the taking. Assisted by appearances from fellow Publish or Perish crewmen Black Smith, DJ Doo-Bay, Kreative Tendencies, and QUAY; as well as prominent ChromeOmega member All-Star; the project is merely a sign of things to come.

Publish or Perish is a hip hop collective formed and founded by Austin Dobbins (a.k.a. Kreative Tendencies), Grant Dube (a.k.a. DJ Doo-Bay), and Jessie Smith (a.k.a. Black Smith). Associated acts also include Jason Quaynor (a.k.a. QUAY), Tyler Sutherland (a.k.a. CT), and Quentino (a.k.a. Quentin Roberts).

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released June 27, 2013

VOCALS: Quentino (all tracks); Black Smith (tracks 1, 5, 9, and 15); Rihanna (track 3); Christina Perri (track 4); QUAY (track 5); DJ Doo-Bay (tracks 5 and 9); Kreative Tendencies (track 5); All-Star (tracks 11 and 14); Kendrick Lamar (track 14)

PRODUCTION: Quentino (exec.); Black Smith (co-exec.); General Beatz (track 1); J. Cole (track 2); JayR-NYC (track 2); Ne-Yo (track 2); Chuck Harmony (track 3); Makeba Riddick (track 3); Christina Perri (track 4); Drew Lawrence (track 4); Barrett Yeretsian (track 4); J. Cardim (track 5); JayBeats (track 6); Hit-Boy (track 7); DJ Doo-Bay (track 8); Arch Tha Boss (track 9); Dr. Dre (track 10); Kanye West (tracks 11 and 13); Cool and Dre (track 14); Alex Da Kid (track 15)

MIXING AND MASTERING: Quentino (all tracks); Black Smith (tracks 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 8, 14 and 16); CT (tracks 4 and 5)

ALBUM AND SINGLE ARTWORK: CT (album artwork); Aduro Art, formerly Stealth Designs (@AduroArt) (tracks 1, 3, 5, and 7); Black Smith (track 4)

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