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letra de the greatest - qubik

who you think you talkin to?
i’m cookin up this mixtape like barbeque
my mind is distracting me, these lyrics i gotta attend to
hindu. budhist monks
need to meditate to understand my flow i never hesitate
i’m in a pleasant state of mind
n0body has better keybinds need i, remind you?
that i am the greatest like muhammad
you can’t stop it, i’m on expert level you on novice
will i end you? i can keep that promise
spit fast and then i win it, so i’m like that thomas
got a feelin you ain’t honest
i got mustang and sally. it will be your life’s finale
rappin so fast you prolly think my last name cali
i think it’s time to shift delete your style, it’s obsolete
spittin so hard i might as well be infantile
been surviving for a while
when it comes to money you‘ve got a handful i’ve got a pile, psych
i ain’t made a dime, but you finished give you a piledrive
jesus take the wheel? nah i’ll drive. we’ll be fine, nope!
had to have high high hopes
yes i’m white and i’ve got lines so call me c0ke
i’m q so now i see why you call me lgbt, but i’ll be on bet
you rap slow like the rmv, i bet i’ll be on tmz
i’m dynamite i’m tnt, ac/dc
i’m back in black, i hit the sack
i protec and i attac, but most importantly my rhythm smacks
ain’t out of breath, got that pure meth, like heisenberg
you scared you droppin iron t-rds
and that’s some straight facts broken printer
paint the picture like davinci, i am quincy
spit like little d-cky
yes i’m nixon, lines got no fiction or friction
i ain’t slowing down-maybe. i should
i’m in mourning would you p-ss me a tissue
i won’t miss you cause then i’d have to kiss you and i got issues with that. you an -ss i smack you like i hit it from the back
at me. in your next post
check the statistics i’m streamin coast to coast
did i boast? i apologize, on snapchat they advertise
only asked 2, the rest was willin
get too caught up in my feelins, murder it like villains
you got the juice? well be careful not to spill it
can you feel it? like vibrations
your sk!lls are non existent like my patience, not a doctor
identify as an attack helicopter
this game is like cops and robbers
you say bob and i say robert
i know i’m gonna blow like phd flopper
i’m runnin quick revive, i hit rewind
to listen back, to my track, like ozzy do
your music’s in decline like call of du-ts are crossed and is are dotted, enemy spotted, i sought
for a creative outlet
not for expensive cars, money and a supreme outfit
i’m really bout it, why do you doubt it?
maybe i should show you what i’m capable of
then maybe you start to see you cannot escape my gun
enemy ac-130, above!
thought about my future then i saw a mourning dove
quick, your body i gotta dispose of
but first lemme finish off this labor of love
slim shady please stand up! so that you can sit back down
i’m on xxl, does that t-shirt fit you now?
don’t ask who joe is
while you at it please don’t ask who moe is
you the slowest
mentally, physically, and verbally
i hope you know we can see your music is all hyperbole
i shine so much i produce vitamin d
decipher my lyrics usin f2l
and if you step to me then welcome to h-ll
from heaven i fell
lookin at these snapchat rants like can you spell?
like no they can’t
i’m past mars, i’m beyond 4, planets, dammit
why should i correct you sayin sammach
please just pay attention
or else you get detention or maybe suspension
i’m focused on lyrics you only focused on your pension
i’m showin aggression be careful or i’ll give you depression
then i’ll jump off the map and no scope you with the intervention

- qubik

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