Q-Unique - One Shot lyrics
[Q-Unique - One Shot lyrics]
"We'll keep climbing 'till we reach the sky"
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 breath
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"
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"
Ya'll waste time like free
Minutes on cellphones
About to move stock once the
Wall street bell tones i walk tall like diva
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"
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 shit's
I was speakin' well to some
A&R sleeper from hell
Said he could but Puerto Ricans wouldn't sell
Sell this mohterfucker
"We'll keep climbing 'till we reach the sky"
Fat Joe came along and
You scrapped your plans
Then came pun and you put
A contract in my hand
Ya'll are some two-faced fucks
Your spoof games up
Throw some loot in my face
Think that Q stay shut?
You must be out your mind state
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
The promoter book me
Q, a rapper that pissed off Mick Jagger
Said here to split splatter
And watch while all my spics gather
Ya'll wanna drop me and put
Me out of commission 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
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 breath
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"
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"
Ya'll waste time like free
Minutes on cellphones
About to move stock once the
Wall street bell tones i walk tall like diva
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"
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 shit's
I was speakin' well to some
A&R sleeper from hell
Said he could but Puerto Ricans wouldn't sell
Sell this mohterfucker
"We'll keep climbing 'till we reach the sky"
Fat Joe came along and
You scrapped your plans
Then came pun and you put
A contract in my hand
Ya'll are some two-faced fucks
Your spoof games up
Throw some loot in my face
Think that Q stay shut?
You must be out your mind state
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
The promoter book me
Q, a rapper that pissed off Mick Jagger
Said here to split splatter
And watch while all my spics gather
Ya'll wanna drop me and put
Me out of commission 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