Lord, Lord, Lord

Album: download only (2010)
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  • The power of observation
    Marvels and frights and strange delights
    Attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties
    Ecstatic patterns in the calendar design
    Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
    Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
    He knew those lights only grew bright to fade
    Dead wrong pageantry, lottery and games
    Sleight of hand provided by extravagant and fake
    The carnival tilt bell the hustle for the age
    They clutch what they covet, what must they give away?
    Who was uninvited who was asked to come and stay?
    Surprise, it's your life, it's your business anyway
    So please pardon these and such curious minds
    Peace, safe passage, precious time hither and gone
    The day of days, Yawm al-Qiyāmah
    This tiny stone illuminated by a star
    The only star so large many more
    To make our largest star show small
    Furthermore, the end is not the end no stop but a pause
    And what we can witness isn't all there is at all
    Custom mock of a scotch and pork chops
    The passion, expansion, the order of the random
    See the dreamers, see the sleepers
    Why'd you wake them?
    Sweet Jesus and life on Earth
    Seek heaven first
    Let's put in this work

    Her heels set the mood
    Where did you acquire those Alaia's
    When I met you I heard Jesus, bells, strings, and the choir
    I got lines that's better than niggas' albums, plural
    The king of the urban make your shit sound rural
    She said I hit it so deep she need a epidural
    Them other niggas have you looking like a squirrel
    Now that's nuts. I only hang with white boys that like black sluts
    Tell them Plain Pat yo that track sucks
    We ain't dissing you
    But you in the position to play something for us to listen to
    I'm trying to worry about my scratch minus the crabs
    I ain't stopping for you niggas like yellow cabs
    I got scripts so why we need a movie?
    And if I'm a douche then put me in your coochie
    I swear they should have never gave these niggas loose leaf
    And excuse me if I'm trapped by the boobies, booby trapped

    All white Bentley, I call that mama
    My life crazy, like Obama's
    You talk slick? Well I'm Osama
    Bin Laden, I'm what's happening I get it cracking
    All black Carbon on my wrist yeah
    It's gonna take you a couple years to get this here
    Thank AP, well they thank me
    And I be mad too if you ain't me
    Call me Mr. Dean or Mr. Bars
    See me riding clean in a Rolls Royce
    Niggas talking funny, that's old money
    Niggas looking crazy but they talking funny
    Nowadays rappers, they like bloggers
    You see me, I'm a bank robber
    Coming through your hood in a Brinks truck
    With 25s on it like what the fuck
    100 feet and better, what the fuck use stick
    Paparazzi on the water what the fuck use stick
    My face got the "fuck you pricks"
    My beats go hard like fuck you dicks
    Pouring champagne damn thing
    See me rocking suede, nigga, in the damn rain
    Ain't a damn thing, money ain't a damn thing
    Ask Yeezy and Mos we do the god damn thing

    Ay yo open glass on my fingers
    I sit back like I'm caged but still caking
    My niggas is hating
    It's like being in the livest Lambo in the hood
    You a piece of steak I'd rather be that than some bacon
    Every project is a throne only just bigger
    Stones they throw that's why I wear a big hat and roll weed
    Gone if you don't know where you came or when you came
    All you know is weed and cocaine
    Nonbelievers no game
    I'm zooted down, rolling a spliff, maxing
    Flaming like wheels got traction
    I'm sun he's attractive
    Guaranteed to service the real niggas
    Out cruising in a Volvo, a duffle for dolo, buffy polo
    A blow house is where I resided once
    Live amongst fiends, counting currency, hitting blunts
    Only to hear the door rumble, grab the 4
    Hope it ain't the law
    Or maybe some nigga trying to score Writer/s: BRIAN BENNETT
    Publisher: Royalty Network
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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