paroles de chanson One Shot - Q-Unique
{"We'll
keep
climbing
'till
we
reach
the
sky"}
[Q-Unique]
Top
of
the
world
ma
Watch
me
make
this
climb
I'm
locked
in
the
grind
and
I
ain't
stoppin'
'till
it's
mine
And
I
earn
paper
with
prep
control
and
a
sampler
Cause
my
son
doesn't
take
no
for
an
answer
Labels
jerk
me
off
so
much
The
CEO's
got
hairy
palms
and
blinding
me
braille
to
touch
What
the
fuck
{"We'll
keep
climbing
'till
we
reach
the
sky"}
[Q-Unique]
It
went
from
13
to
3 and
it
hurts
me
to
see
But
that's
the
game,
I
don't
take
it
personally
Never
knew
we'd
split
My
teammates
was
losin'
it
You
know,
that
VH1
Behind
The
Music
shit
Broken
home,
broken
hearted
Life
put
me
at
the
end
of
the
story
and
said,
"Homie
get
it
started"
God
waste
time
like
free
minutes
on
cellphones
About
to
move
stock
once
the
Wallstreet
bell
tones
I
walk
tall
like
(?)
Lock
it
like
C-Block
Ignorant,
that's
me
not
I'm
climbing
'till
I
see
top
And
I
can't
stop
Almost
empty
with
the
clip
and
got
1 shot
Now
I'm
lockin'
the
target
with
that
whatnot
But
yo
I'm
aiming
for
the
top,
you
in
the
wrong
spot
I'm
lettin'
off
{"It's
the
only
thing
that
the
whole
world
is..."}
[Q-Unique]
As
soon
as
you
spit
your
first
verse
these
playa's
are
gonna
hate
In
my
case
from
out
the
gate
they
couldn't
wait
So
fuck
ya'll
ignorant
little
pricks
I
won't
flush
apologies
twice,
cause
I
really
couldn't
give
2 shits
I
was
speakin'
well
to
some
A&R
sleeper
from
hell
Said
he
could
but
Peurticans
wouldn't
sell
Sell
this
motherfucker
{"We'll
keep
climbing
'till
we
reach
the
sky"}
[Q-Unique]
Fat
Joe
came
along
and
you
scrapped
your
plans
Then
came
pun
and
you
put
a
contract
in
my
hands
Ya'll
are
some
two-faced
fucks,
your
whole
school
game's
up
Throw
some
loot
in
my
face,
think
that
Q
stay
shut?
You
must
be
out
your
mindstate
At
least
find
an
escape
Before
I
use
you
to
increase
the
crime
rate
A
veteran
in
the
mind
is
a
major
league
rookie
Fuck
the
police
I'd
rather
have
a
promoter
book
me
Q,
a
rapper
that
piss
of
McJagger
Said
here
to
split
splatter
and
watch
while
all
my
spics
gather
Ya'll
wanna
drop
me
and
put
me
out
of
comission
Say
it's
not,
but
a
lot
would
kill
for
my
position
And
all
my
street
cats
can
relate
to
what
I'm
sayin'
While
the
more
fortunates
can
imagine
what
I'm
portraying
I
played
the
hand
I
was
dealt
with
a
poker
face
I
bluff
gambled
and
wanted
to
fold
and
leave
this
place
But
fuck
it,
I've
seen
some
go
for
much
worse
I'm
fighting
for
first
place
and
tryin'
to
live
and
eat
off
this
verse
{"We'll
keep
climbing
'till
we
reach
the
sky"}
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