Q-Pac Intro Quilly

[Intro: Quilly]
You can't stop greatness nigga. I'ma keep going
I'ma keep fuckin' shit up. Q-Pac. Ha, ahh...

[Intro: Quilly]
I'm like Wine, I get greater with time, you gettin' old
At the end of the rainbow it's a pot of gold
You can say whatever about me, I never told
Even if it wasn't my work, I never told
Even if it wasn't my gun, I never told
Quilly stand tall in them courts; Manute Bol
You back biting and pillow talking, that's for the hoes
At the table to the label, dropping load
Bagging up crack with gloves, I'm on parole
Cheesy breadsticks in my pockets; Kaiser Roll
I sold just about everything except my soul
Kickin' bitches out like Martin, my heart cold
Got watch out for the pigs, the strip bacon
I'm good, got my five in; assalamualaikum
Need my shot, derrick rose; my bones aching
I'ma flex, stay with the tech, the game flagrant
Got weight, started with 8; Troy Aikman
Omar Epps, Higher Learning, I stayed patient
Need a bitch to ball with me; Sanaa Lathan
I give the brick a bowl cut, then I start shaving
Held it down like a Du-Rag, now bitches waving
I kept it too real, the fakes started fading
The streets ain't for everybody, that's why they made pavements
I'm just the most hated, I'm just your hoes' favorite
You get the rock and hold on to it; pump faking
The 6 deuce ain't got nothing on it, it's butt naked
(DAMN!)