Jo$h Q - SINISTER

Aiden, you think you got this?
This beat is sinister
I manage flows like a minister
I do not stop like a limiter
Dawn the last song on the tape
You can call it a finisher
I got the hats, feelin' like Lids
Be 20 years, til' I have kids
I got a flow like I'm Gibbs
And I'm making tunes in my crib
You know that I got that Glock on me
I shot his ass to the moon
You can call it astronomy
Shoutout to Freeland
He got the bread like economy
This flow is quality
Fuck up the beat my philosophy
I'm on a roll like
I'm playing Monopoly
I'm in her head like psychology
And I only speak honestly
Talk to me Nicely with elegance
I can tell you lack intelligence
Who give a fuck about relevance
I'm in my prime
I feel like Nyjah on Element
This beat is hot, feel diobolical
All of my rhymes are symbolical
I got that shit in my jeans
I don't mean biological
You say I'm trash
Not thinkin' logical
I keep on going and going
And just when you think
Ima stop, Ima keep flowin'
Hop on this beat and I'm floatin'
Got too much flow
In my bars like im rowin'
Flows keep on going and growin
And switchin' and
Flippin feel like a magician
You know I don't
Give a fuck if you listen
Stone in the stu
Cookin beats like a kitchen
Bitch
Sometimes it feels like
There's no competition
I'm in a lovely position
To make some heaters
I need some commission
And I kill this beat
With some deadly precision
I got a vision
Beat is assistin like Pippen
I have to make a decision
And I think it's a given
I don't stop
Stone keep stirring the pot
Told him to chill
But he does not
He sent the .WAV
This what we got
You know my rhymes all mythical
Check the beat out like a physical
This shit is pinnacle
Just cut the cord like Umbilical
Melody feelin real mystical
After the switch
I'm not feelin lyrical
You know the beat is in trouble
Condition is critical
It needs some help, clinical
When I call my shit trash
Know it's satirical
I keep on going
Call an ambulance
I got that rock in my chain
Like an amulet
Way I defy all the rules of the game
This shit is scary
It's getting real scandalous
I got my boys in the back
And this beat got me on track
I been on vaca, tryna relax
I gotta drop
There aint time for all of that
This bitch is dumb,
I've said no four times
She think Ima call her back
End of the day
I don't say too much
Karma pay all of that
Just like a river, keep on flowin
hop on a track
I'm exposin and showin
I do not stop like the FastTrack
Ima keep going
Hol on
Beat getting darker I light a fire
I got a sparker
I'm in the D.R. like a Dr.
I'm in the lab
And I'm feelin like Walter
White
I make a song and I think
It's alright
Play it again and
I think I just might
Drop it but then
I feel like it's not right
Switch it up, one time
I got the numbers, crunch time
I got that right hook punchline
You know I eat up these flows
Like it's lunchtime
I keep on going no stoppin
I got me a couple of boys
On the front line
Stone in the stu
He hasn't stopped
Cookin
I think it's bout time
To keep on going
Don't mean to show it off
I got the flows that don't stop
Ima run it on
Beat is insane like my last
Ima cut it off
Tryna catch up but the melody running off
Sometimes it feels like
I've done it all
get you some rhythm
It seems you've got none at all
Give me five years I'll have won it all
I'm tryna drop but I don't think
I'm done at all
Aye
This beat a lick, devious
Stone in the stu got me
Feelin mischievous
I gotta carry four arms like
I'm General Grievous
This beat is dead
And I'm grievin it
All of the music I dropped before
You can forget that's the old me
The one that was previous
I gotta switch up the flows
And it's tedious
Mask on my face like I'm future
I got the activist I feel like Luther
Gotta watch out for the shooter
I'm in his dreams, feel like I'm Krueger
I got the bars, line sheet
Hop in the whip
I stay lit like a high beam
And your boy sweet, Hi-C
This beat a sauna I turn up
To high heat
I gotta drop for December
Knockin em down
I gotta yell timber
This flow is flexible
It's feelin limber
I'm swipin through
Pages of lyrics like Tinder
I got no time for stoppin
Can't do none of that
Hop on a track and then run it back
I gotta line up the flows like a runnin back
I take no Ls
I can't do none of that

Written by:
Joshua Quintero

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find