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letra de what i want - yuri khedz

i don’t care about the competition, see it’s harmless
when you look up to me, like a chess piece, beth harmon
i miss these, weak targets
you’re less, please you’re a p-wn, if
you think you two steps ahead, then en passant
yes, we got him
your plans work for like a week before you discard them
said your plans work for like a week just like apple chargers
only in this game i’ve never been honest
never had a passion for making hits on it
now i just write shakespearian sonnets
i am adonis, i am your father

this is what i want, what i want, what i want
this is what i want but it still is not enough, yeah
take us to the top, to the top, to the top
so high up that i can’t see the ground when i drop
yeah

ex girl was a liar, said she’d never leave ever
holding hands with a snake like santino marella
whatever now she look like a young monica geller
got myself an upgrade now we livin’ good fellas
see, you gone plead the fifth
kings and queens are who we’re seated with
breathe a bit, we gone be a myth
need a drink
put our feet up in the air after we f-ckin’ beat the sith
feed ’em it, the haystack that we hid the needle in

a troubled individual ain’t nothing f-cking sadder
than a clown ass b-tch thinkin’ that he is marshall mathers
had to make a comeback like that even f-cking matters
a sick spirit trapped inside the body of a rapper

well now i went rogue
i guess so
i get so schizophrenic
when i sit, i don’t think, don’t get it
how the h-ll did things get low innit
i miss old living
when i didn’t know lyrics

this is what i want, what i want, what i want
this is what i want but it still is not enough, yeah
take us to the top, to the top, to the top
so high up that i can’t see the ground when i drop
yeah
a thing about my songs is that they are so f-ckin’ profound
and i drop a new one every week just like they were pr-nouns

call my enemies family then i chris benoit
strike ’em down with f-ckin’ power like i’m akinfenwa
got an f-ckin’ omnitrix, you got a wrist watch
have you seen an artist with an ego this large

fallin’ off was fake news like derulo at the gala
i got that fire in me like a f-ckin’ dude who gotta battle
b-tches lemmings they follow my every move like they my shadow
one day in my garage i know that i will see a lambo

a match up between us will leave ya bleeding
they throw the towel in like ya got a f-ckin’ fever
dropped like leave it to beaver
i feel it, i mean it, the number one spot man you know that i need it

you know that i fear him
the rapper within me, my sick inner spirit
who grabs me a paper proceeds to shakespeare it
he’s here in my lyrics

depths of h-ll, i don’t like to dwell on my sins
instead i like to add to that motherf-cking list, yeah
don’t think i won’t smack the cr-p outta ya: i will
diagnose what the f-ck’s wrong with you like phil
this is what i want, what i want, what i want
this is what i want but it still is not enough, yeah
take us to the top, to the top, to the top
so high up that i can’t see the ground when i drop
yeah

- yuri khedz

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