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lirik lagu ace – joe dohn

[produced by naisai & maztr]

[intro]
baby, i need me some more sp*ce she up in my face (dohn)
eating the beat up i love it i’m saying my grace
i fly up to sp*ce (gone)
i need the oxygen, tell me where i can find it
i need the oxygen, tell me where i can find it (hoo!)
i pick up the case uh*huh
i send it to base uh*huh
that base up in sp*ce uh*huh
my bounty is safe uh*huh (brrr)
i don’t wanna play uh*uh
i don’t wanna lace em up yeah
i’m running a race uh*huh
i’m running a race uh*huh
(yeah*yeah)

[verse 1]
i finish my races in perfect timing
i’m ready to lace up in ferragamo
watch how you dress me like david’s bridal
my lines connect like on frida khalo
they ask why i walk with a limp
knee bent where the presidents sit (d*mn)
i don’t know that n*gga but free my guy though
got paid for my ‘rics so me fui trabajo (yeah)
man, i don’t want no one concern
regular n*ggas they get on my nerves (skrrt)
might hit a l!ck then i pull off and swerve
might make a hit when i put down a verse
might start to live when i lay in a he*rs*
jd is infinite said and it’s done
finish the spliff i can’t tell when it’s done *cough*
wings on me lifted they say i’m the one
man i got to walk with this chain
gang is on me they remember the name (yeah)
gang was one me so i’m never the same
gang, i’m o.g so i get all the blame
gang is slowly gonna take over game
gang assure me they bring all of the flame
gang console me when i’m tired of fame (blew, blew)
game consolin’ ea right in the game (brrr)

[verse 2]
baby, i need me some more sp*ce, she up in my face, okay
eating the beat up for breakfast i’m saying my grace, my soul up in sp*ce, right
i need the oxygen please tell me where can i find it
i need the oxygen please tell me where can i find it
i pick up the case uh (yeah)
i send it to base uh (woah)
that base up in sp*ce and the wings and my faith take me high up got stars on my face (true)
i’m more than okay joe ain’t playing your game there ain’t much i would do for the fame (blew)
i check all my laces a1’s on i’m racing, i win and they saying i’m lame (dohn)
yeah
baby, i feel so conceited i think i’m an angel if you can believe it
i’m covered in crosses they lead up to jesus i think i’ve been gifted to lead some believers
i got me a baby she ten like aaliyah and she not a diva your pleasure to meet her
please don’t be acting i’m casting you out if you fake now your grave in the lake, yeah
glitz
my diamonds on – rich
get out the pound – sit
you not my dog – b*tch
the camera on – ritz
the fashion on – fits
i’m rapping no – gifts
i’m spitting no – lisp

[verse 3]
got more cc’s than the benzos
look like i’m trappin’ out the bando
i got wings i’m still on ten toes
they gon’ see me when their eyes close
look at the process
i feed em the knowledge
jd paying homage
gb in the c*ckpit (yeah)
n*gga on that one*way ain’t no switchin’ lanes
n*gga on that runway he gon’ change the game
it’s a kodak moment when that tunnel vision get me where i’m going, holy composition
never thought about the competition only opp i’m missin’ is the opposition
grew up gifted with a pot to p*ss in but n0body listened ’til i made it different
made decisions now my spirit lifted so in all my pimpin’ it’s my demons drippin’
jeff bezos
bill gates
michael bloomberg
zuckerburg
a warren buffet funded buffet prolly feed the whole world
where the n*gga with the mic drop? barack
joe dohn for the president
ears bleed when the bars drop, up top
joe a don and it’s evident
dohn
ooh*ooh
ooh*ooh

- joe dohn

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