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lirik lagu lord knows freestyle – emilio rojas

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[emilio rojas]
in name of the father and of the son
and the father who’s on the run for the son he never talked to (amen, amen)
and where we aimin’ is higher than where them planes is
we doin’ what we want, no explainin’ yeah
and lately, i been bangin’ them out at shows
and the anger up in me grows, i deserve this
and i won’t be thankful for what i’m owed
i see the future enough to know that my place is in it
makin’ legends nervous around me, i see ’em pacin’ in it
make no mistake, i’m gettin’ every little dollar out
people more concerned with being live than what they holler about
i’m a born leader, tell me who is there to follow now
when everything they after is petty, i’m on a godly route
and i been ready, had to get a couple things in order
comin’ closer to god like i’m f-ckin’ the preacher’s daughter
my fans have saw me through every stress
it’s like the stations of the cross, saw the pain that i walked in every step
my women gettin’ thicker, my skin is gettin’ thicker
when they put the nails in my hands, i’mma snap the f-ckin’ tip off
i seen enough, i could live your life in a week
i’m christ-like, you in a crisis in a chrysler jeep
and they baptize me in blood, like communion, i’m gettin’ bread
and confirmin’ i’m doin’ dirt, i don’t ever confess
‘cause i’m married to my money, what other sacrament’s left?
i guess that you can say that i’m blessed, yeah
listen, if i’d had known that sinnin’ would have brought me closer
well then, i done sold my soul in a minute like it’s a golden ticket
i’m in control and pr-ne to sippin’
so you know i’m gettin’ drunk off all the power
no prohibition, we more than twisted
from student loans i didn’t pay but now the flows i’m spittin’
got me close enough to book a show to pay the whole tuition
the only difference between us is people know i’m gifted
but they scared to give me a budget because ain’t no predictin’
but what i do, i cross every line like ain’t no restrictions
‘cause i roll with k!llers with no convictions like oj simpson
every sunday, we brunchin’ out and mimosa sippin’
with some older women that’s pr-ne to smokin’ the dro and piffin’
but i won’t listen, i won’t compromise my vision, never
my people out there pitchin’ when i look outside my window
‘cause ain’t sh-t change, part of us driven, some of us switch lanes
some of us hit the brakes and gave up, others are shiftin’
my trash is they treasure, that’s why my haters is siftin’
and runnin’ through the beats that i ate up and left a sh-t stain on
like it or not, i’m pipin’ hot, i’m pacquiao, yeah
you won’t ever test me and i still deserve a t-tle shot
i’m with model b-tches that’s h-lla shallow and like to shop
so they hit the store while i’m gone because they like to cop
i’m generous, i got more than enough love
keep they mouths full of d-cks instead of tellin’ them shut up, right
it’s called diplomacy, we avoidin’ the conflict
i take it serious like when someone phonin’ a bomb threat
and people callin’, they askin’ me if i’m on yet
‘cause they saw me with rozay and suddenly it’s okay
that i’m gettin’ money from doin’ this sh-t my own way
when they used to tell me that doin’ music just won’t pay
i don’t see success as revenge ‘cause when you busy
you see everythin’ except for revenge, i’m f-ckin’ busy
i got tunnel vision ‘cause all i see is the shine
and in every step i take from the darkness, leave it behind
same plate is the team and that’s my people, we ride
when i’m eatin’, they are eatin’ ’cause they be eatin’ off mine
and uh, we eatin’ nothin’ so long that our stomachs eat our stomachs
no one on my team is too proud to say when they need each other
we havin’ meetings where we discussin’ what we becomin’
hard to keep it humble when reachin’ goals we ain’t dream of touchin’
but once you reach ‘em, then what is left to achieve?
when they treat you like a god, then what is left to believe?
every day, we makin’ magic, don’t need a trick up our sleeve
we k!llin’ every beat that we touch, how can we grieve?
i’m a sociopath, i’m done regrettin’, i’m done with stressin’
i don’t give a f-ck what you mention, my motto’s f-ck suggestions
earnin’s better than splurgin’ homie, i’m done with spendin’
till i got some gold in the ground that is worth a couple pensions
i had some drama with people i never wanted mentioned
i ain’t too mature for the conflict and plus i love the tension
i’m new york to the core homie, i’m raw
f-ck shavin’ points, it’s time to settle the score, let’s go

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