Verse 1: Everywhere Im looking now..Im looking out, but the outside seems so loud..Im finding it real hard to breathe, trepidation when I lead, my emotions on my sleeve..So you know I made a vow, people always on the prowl, they steady trying to bring me down..So I had to grab my wings and my lyrics so I can sing, to see what this day will bring..
Chorus: I will fly, feel so nice. Just like a cake I will rise. With grass so green, sun so bright, the way it squeezes me..I’ll never leave..
Verse 2: Now when I leave my door, I will let myself soar..be normal? Oh what a bore. Looks like they’re running out of time, people going out of their minds, but I am no longer blind..lo and behold now I see, who they really are, they can not hold me I will go far..People want to spread the hate, but I will not deliberate for I have chose my fate..
Chorus (Repeat 2x): I will fly, feel so nice. Just like a cake I will rise. With grass so green, sun so bright, the way it squeezes me..I’ll never leave..
Interim: Dreaming <3
Chorus: I will fly, feel so nice. Just like a cake I will rise. With grass so green, sun so bright, the way it squeezes me..I’ll never leave..
-Qaadir
Havent updated this like I should, but just wanted to write down how Im feeling right here and now, this very moment. I leave the morning of the 29th. I said I’d like to have my truck loaded by 4:00am but knowing me, I’ll probably be loaded and ready to go by 2-3:00am. Im trying to spend as much time with my Dad before I leave, as I dont know when’s then next time I’ll find myself here. That said, its time to go, everybody has been very kind to me on my stay here but now the time has come for me to pack up and ship out. Its crazy being here in Arizona after all these years, sometimes I feel like my Father is locked in time and still see’s me as a child, which I know is out of love but a bit annoying at times. But when I feel myself getting bothered by his over-protecting, I think of all those that dont have Fathers and that makes it a little ok. That said I love my Dad, he’s been great; now its time for me to go it alone. Im a mixture of things, Im excited, scared, overwhelmed, determined..all at the same time. I know what I have to do, and I know to a certain extent the world is watching. I have to do this for me, and all those that believe in me, for the dreamers. All of this may not make any sense, but thats ok, just wanted to get it out of my head and out into the world. Thank you for everything.
-Qaadir
D.L.A=Destination Los Angeles
-Qaadir
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and Im not vain enough to assume that my thoughts, opinions, and emotions hold value to anybody other than myself; the hope of thinking aloud would be to possibly garner the attention of another going down a similar path. To perhaps exchange life notes.
Life acts as a strainer, and we are the fluid. Once the fluid is poured upon the strainer, what is meant to pass shall pass and what is meant to stay behind will stay behind. We try so hard to resist, we fight to hold on, for the fear of not knowing, just as a baby cries leaving the comfort of its Mother only to discover the world beyond. I feel we must try our best to act as the fuid, the liquid that bends with life, not resisting it.
-Qaadir
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-Qaadir
Qaadir-Things I Need To Know

He sits across from me..but I cant say his name. He knows I want to speak..but he continues to play these games..oh why wont he just, cut me loose..instead of playing this game of duck duck goose..? I want to end this war..lets cut our loss’s and call this thing a truce..I was so bent on you, but you, tossed my heart about..you didnt give a fuck those were lies coming from your mouth..and you can say, you can say that you truly do care..but when I needed you, I looked around and you were not there..Oh…I have seen this movie before, I refuse to be the dirty mat on your floor…floor…..He sits across from me, but I cant say his name..he knows I want to speak but continues to play these games..Oh wont you just cut me loose, why wont you just cut me loose..? Just cut me loose…
-Qaadir

Intro: Fantasy..(Get Back) Melody..(Get Back) Meets Love..(Get Back
Verse 1: I must go and declare, that those shoes are so rare, your face is beat your dress is neat, the other girls dont compare..(Coco Chanel a tragic classic, the other Girls are tragic plastic)..Please excuse them they stare if they dont like you who cares? The girls that matter say youre in because youre serving Mugler..She is out cause she’s a cow the stage is clear youre on now..Please let me clear the air, nothing in life is fair, those shoes made by Jimmy Choo are whats giving you flair. Louboutins, Monolo Blanik..are you blind? Are you hooked on phonics? Get into this, my girls are paid..youre girls are not…No tea No Shade…
Chorus: No Tea No Shade, No Shade No Tea (We’re Shallow Surface Dolls) Repeat
Verse 2: Girl is on her grind..(money on her mind) She’s not playin round..(devotions hard to find) Figured that you would get your turn, with all the money you have to burn..but first text book, they’re some lessons you must learn..(We call for Anna Wintour..These girls need a mentor) Exclusivity..Elite by all means, we only associate with the Surface Queens, perfect hair, flawless skin…But we’re EMPTY inside..there is nothing within..Secretly we are hurting..say Oooh..you may not know we’re crashing and burning…Oooh..my lemonade..from maid..yea oh thats right..a bitch is paid..a bitch is paid, a bitch is paid, a bitch is paid..No Tea No Shade..
Chorus: No Tea No Shade, No Shade No Tea (We’re Shallow Surface Dolls) Repeat
Break Down: Miza..Miza Miza..Rahi.. Rahi Rahi! (Repeat)
-Qaadir
This was so sweet and cool =D! I love it <3!
-Qaadir

Verse 1: Im’a break it down simple so that you get it, your rhymes are wickidy wickidy WHACK just forget it. You trying to come for me? Huh? Think again, I’ll rip you apart bitch Im not your fuckin friend. You think youre “Big Boss” just because you got a hat, the stitchings off..its fraudulent take it back..matter fact, if we’re gonna get up in it, let me break it down, and light it up before I blitz it. You got nerve so you know a bitch swurve, back to the back alley fidora wearin with the birds, bring the bread you know the pigeons havent eaten..keep the bag I got the cash and now Im cheesin..naw Im teasin, but you know I got a reason..not gonna talk about the shit I saw because believe me..what I witnessed was straight up SCANDALAS! Im appalled Im practically sick with it, if the shit persist Im’a plug it in reload the law, taste the chunky soup, men in suits, with the meaty claws. We squash bugs, we dont to much care for fleas, rugrats ring worm rollin in the dirt, red light, head lice scratch until it hurt, turn the fire on heat it up until its burnt.
Chorus: In case you really didnt hear what I had to say the first time..If time is money then we getting that shit cause we on our grind..And we sayin like WHERE THE MONEY AT, WHERE THE MONEY AT WHERE DA? (REPEAT 4X)
VERSE 2: Now did you get it? I told you I would keep it simple, dont make me pop you, I’ll make you burst just like a pimple..youre not an issue that I want to ballyhoo, pamper wearin temper tantrum just like a child do. Here’s the thing, I dont want the food off your plate, I’ve got my own so cheers and good times to you mate. But if you turn around and speak of me with vitriol, Im’a be like Michael Jackson bouncin “Off The Wall”, “Wanna Be Startin Something”, comin at me “Billie Jean” say I owe ya something but Im not to sure of what ya mean..Who dat Who dat? Say youre coming down..Who dat Who dat? Coming to my town..Who dat Who dat? Wanna snatch my crown, but how can you attempt it when you came for me you fucking drowned..Lyrically I will chew you up and spit you out, like tea pot Im hot, theres my handle heres my spout.
Chorus: In case you really didnt hear what I had to say the first time..If time is money then we getting that shit cause we on our grind..And we sayin like WHERE THE MONEY AT, WHERE THE MONEY AT WHERE DA? (REPEAT 4X) (Before I Blitz It) (R2x)
Verse 3: Where the money at where the money where da? When come into your town you get your act together, cause I can be a cold BITCH if I really needa snatch your “Body and Soul” like Anita Baker. Where the money at where the money where da? When come into your town you get your act together, cause I can be a cold BITCH if I really needa snatch your “Body and Soul” like Anita Baker. When I come to work Im working bitch Im on my grind, you want to play the “Call of Duty” so you fell behind, Hit the deck if the ratchet bitch dont show RESPECT if she come at me sidways then I will ring her neck. Get the fuck up out my way and we wont have a problem..but if you bring me problems, ho I got the tools to solve em (yup!) ho I got the tools to solve em (yup!) and now they claiming that I wronged em..(Truth.) I just came to discard them (Who?) Just another filthy hoodlum (Why?) Cause the bitch got in my way, she tried to stop my flight..but guess what bitch your plane is STILL delayed!
Chorus: In case you really didnt hear what I had to say the first time..If time is money then we getting that shit cause we on our grind..And we sayin like WHERE THE MONEY AT, WHERE THE MONEY AT WHERE DA? (REPEAT 4X)
-Qaadir