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lirik lagu beyond spiritual – smoke dza & flying lotus

[intro: maxwell jacob freeman]
ladies and gentlemen, just in case you are dumb, deaf, blind, stupid, or let’s just assume poor, my name is maxwell jacob freeman and you are listening to smoke dza’s album, you are welcome!
his flows betters, his rhyme schemes better, his clothes are better, his weeds better
he rolls joints fatter then your momma’s titty!
he’s smoke dza, and he’s the greatest rapper that ever livеd, and he’s better than you, and you know it
but hе d*mn sure ain’t better than the longest*reigning aw world champion of all time! m.j.f

[verse 1: smoke dza]
silence, as i burn more herb
pop a [???] in the air, pick up the bat, it’s splurge
when big bank is in the room, lil’ bank don’t say a word, yeah
this is reserved for the elites, (heh, rfc) only elites
they did the same thing to jesus
ten thousand hours later, we still making beliefs
pray for em’, the lighter blow ’em more reefer
uh, master sermons, kush scar for the lyrical (right)
roll up a lizzo, it’s about to get spiritual
god bless, lil’ n*gga slide to the far left
you can’t find a sweater, i’m far*fetch
nothin’ is far*fetched, (uh*huh) giants in the gang, it’s a bar check
almost didn’t make it out of that car wreck
but f*ck it, we all set, roll dice, gambled on large debt (uh)
doubled up my worth, that’s a tall flex
scars like i’m [???], n*ggas try to run but ain’t crawl yet
house money, i’m taking all bets (really)
them west coast strips were sweet, got some paper there (uh)
saying grace, soul for the plates, praying they make it here (uh)
whole buncha hail marys and god willings (god willings)
put insurance on everything, it’s no hard feelings (no hard feelings)
we all chilling, you tryna keep the real of that, it’s marketed (uh)
drop the body, roll the carpet in
[chorus: smoke dza]
master sermons, one time for the lyrical
roll up a lizzo, it’s about to get spiritual, right, it’s about to get spiritual, uh
it’s about to get–uh
master sermons, one time for the lyrical
roll up a lizzo, it’s about to get spiritual, right, it’s about to get spiritual
big k.r.i.t shawty, uh

[verse 2: big k.r.i.t]
no weapon shall prosper, gospel did promise me that
when the world full of demons it’s more to not warm up the strap, cause
hard, not to wanna ball when they calling you cap
lord, i know materials don’t mean nothing but these diamond tap
dancing shine, (dancing shine) i know this casting ain’t a check, but it’s raining line (raining line)
i bet you had ’em with them late nights with my seat recline (my seat recline)
with my eyes below, and p*ss control my mortal mind (mortal mind)
no admission for a queen and left a crown behind (a crown behind)
for a moment, the only girl that tolds, after words, searching the highs and low for something to peel my soul
looking up at the hen’ will send me to manson’s when there’s no where to go
show me a sign, i need your praise and lord, forgive me for doing the most
christian [?]

[chorus: smoke dza and wiz khalifa]
master sermons, one time for the lyrical
roll up a lizzo, it’s about to get spiritual, right, it’s about to get spiritual, uh
it’s about to get–uh
master sermons, one time for the lyrical (hey)
roll up a lizzo, it’s about to get spiritual, (yeah) right, it’s about to get spiritual
[verse 3: wiz khalifa]
b*tch, my reels poking out
f*ck is you talkin’ ’bout? (what is you talkin’ ’bout?)
i’m him, ain’t no doubt (ain’t no doubt)
vintage vans parking lot, had it in the gumbo pop
just brought the loft and dumbo, let my whole holder down
real n*gga in the house (shh, shh)
not a sound, try they how? (try they how?)
saw it through, we counting it up right now (counting it up right now)
yeah, we eat drive dinner right now (right now)
i might spend my cut right now
acres on the farm, i’m cryin’
back in the rolls*royce roadster riding ’round, rolling up by the pound
in power low riders i’m used to crowds, they like circus clowns
this ain’t [???], you knew that already (knew that already)
i been post more pictures ain’t no sl!ck shift watch it ’cause i’m not petty (cause i’m not petty)
the homegirls want me to watch them do they orchestras (they orchestras)
send me two more, this sh*t [???] three*eighty more to heaven
you can’t catch me, you know better than your [???] (nyooom)
test me, and you’ll get roasted, professionally

[bridge: wiz khalifa]
since i was young, i always knew that i was gonna be somebody, be somebody (be somebody)
since i was young, i always knew that i was gonna be somebody, be somebody (be somebody)

[verse 4: curren$y]
on our way to my crib, even though i don’t invite her
open the garage, make room for my spider
love my old sh*t, but my new sh*t tighter
chrome heart pants with the chrome heart lighter
n*ggas fly, then they try say they retire
limited editions, knees kick is expired
see what i’m rockin’, be like, “man that sh*t fire!”
to get what i get, a certain knowledge is required
my young n*ggas driving demons, smokin’ out the tires
i’m hitting up the owner for that new celine attire
you going out to dinner and your card get declined
another show, another five*hundred thousand wired
you been doing real bad since covid, i can tell
balenciaga jacket, or a micheal wire sale
can tell it’s my jet by the number on the tail
can tell it’s my luggage by the bacharach smell

[outro: curren$y]
n*gga, tailer gang the world
rfc, la*da*da, da*da

- smoke dza flying lotus

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