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lord knows freestyle - rob markman lyrics

[intro]
it’s just like exercise
it’s like hittin’ the gym, right?
gotta stay sharp
i mean, if you really rap, nahwhaimean?
you f-ckin’ with a marksman

[verse]
they not gonna like how you movin’
lonzo ball out this b-tch, they gonna criticize ya shootin’
you took it to the gym, tweaked a couple of movements
shoot a couple shots, now you tryna see improvement
i told ’em i was nice, they talkin’ bout, “who ghost write?”
yeah ight, not even on an off night
the penmanship tight, and we can set it off, right?
not a word, not even on my off-whites
i will send ’em back to virgil
wanna war premature? i’ll send ’em back to birth you
a knife in a gun fight? i’ll send ’em back to search you
an old sicilian message, i’ll send it back to irk you
you know i cried when luca died
sent him on a mission, but that mission was a suicide
they said, “rob you got too much pride”
i said, “i got two hands, two feet, i’m too alive”
picture me somebody’s co-dependent
it’s hard to go to trial and stay tight with co-defendants
his word is his bond, but when they tryna form a sentence
he tryna get his bond and sentences indented
if i said it, then i meant it, i ain’t makin’ no amendments
weak links in ya chain, how you tryna hang a pendent?
i think ya jeweler’s a joke
sh-t’s fire right? ‘f-ck you gonna do with the smoke?

[outro]
it’s just exercise
we’re about to get back into the session
new album on the way
don’t beg, don’t borrow
just a little bit of bar work
back to our regularly scheduled program
you f-ckin’ with a marksman

- rob markman lyrics

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