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letra de wow. (remix) - qubik

oh sh-t! qubik’s rappin over posty beats
i couldn’t be whiter. posty’s always smokin
and i supplied him with the lighter
he rolls the sh-t up, and i’m the igniter
posty’s gettin f-cked up, while i’m drinkin apple cider, b-tch
i k!lled this sh-t, you prolly think i’m friends with the reaper
i’m gonna blow up like a creeper. see how my lines get deeper?
i’m either workin really hard, or this is written in my genes
you takin mad ls, i’m just winning like i’m sheen
i’m ready to detonate, and believe me i won’t hesitate
i’ma elevate like i’m 3 stacks. i welcome you to sh-t on me
cause you seem mad, over the fact that you be trash
i’m just makin music, i don’t feel restrained
guess you could call it a freestyle. it’s time to be wild
like i’m nick f-ckin cannon. wanna see a magic trick?
i make the foolish mcs vanish. the world is on my side, ho
and when i spit they sayin “woah!”
in the middle of class, i’m makin beats
i’m freezin right now, but i’m supplying heat
i’m obviously k!llin it, no need to be discrete
i run up on em, spit a joint; and then they sayin “woah!”
everywhere i be, people always f-ckin askin me
“can i get a feat?” sure, i doubt it’ll be a renegade
i never wait, i’m impatient, like i’m perfectly healthy
i’d be lying if i said that being wealthy is something i don’t desire
but it’s dire that you understand, that it’s secondary
i’ll bury these rappers, but i do not treasure them
that last tape i dropped, to be honest was imperfect
but nevertheless i am still the best
i’m gonna make it to bet without an s on my chest
this a covert operation, my music isn’t toxic like a sober occupation
i can’t explain that to the laymen, cause you need to look on g*nius
man the view i’ll have one day will be super f-ckin scenic
i mean it, and you better believe it when i tell you that i have the biggest-
selection of jokes. ha! i’m recording fire while i’m learning spanish
you freak the f-ck out, homie you could be manic
we go to the disco, but there is no need to panic!
then we make it home, she bustin down, and i’m sayin “wow.”
that scenario didn’t actually happen. but one day it will if i get big off of rappin
i wasn’t chosen but i’ll be choosy bout the asses i’ll be tappin
i write my goals, i see the signs, and then i’m sayin “wow.”

- qubik

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