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lirik lagu ol lordy – the biz

[hook: biz]
visualize, me terrorize
your local city, like genocide
this homicide, ain’t been reported
at your funeral, dearly departed
ol lordy, he’s been departed
blood everywhere, dearly departed
ol lordy, please forgive me
his momma got a rosary, ol lordy

[verse 1: biz]
all my words nutritional
especially on medicinal
mental sparks get physical
man your life ain’t memorable
no criminal, but i’m shackled up
slave to the paper i don’t give a f-ck
clique full of pimples and they loving to bust
throwing bodies in the lake call it jerry buss
no cannibal, but she a people eater
helmet on, she a d-ck pleaser
my cheerleader, flipping o’s
with vanna white, under her nose
them metaphors for you scary wh0r-s
got red diamonds, and blue diamonds
with plenty glow like matadors
still hustle hard without kicking doors
talk sh-t, but i live legit
i’m balling, never calling it quits
don’t like me, better swallow my d-ck
and skip tennessee if you softer than sh-t
like x-ray, i don’t play around
throw you to the ground, like school days
purple blaze, jamaican haze
keeping us from them criminal ways
you making waves and i’m making it splash
survive outwit and outlast
ain’t nothing new, i done paid my dues
in the club getting h-ll of views
that television special
a 45 will bless you
the next time you test me
colombian, vasectomy
n-gga

[hook]

[verse 2: biz]
visualizing me terrorizing
your local city like genocide
this homicide, ain’t been reported
at your funeral, dearly departed
i’m infecting this industry
raccoon city mystery
it’s day-breaking, i’m hustling
7 a.m. just getting in
n-ggas squares, taking 7 ls
i done lost hoes, over my mail
ain’t my fault they can’t relate
it’s payday, b-tch, catch a nut to your face
i’m live as f-ck, like a first breath
with no lungs, they on chronic health
relapsing to my hating stages
f-ck these n-ggas they can die today
n0body would miss them
get it out your system
have you mother wishing
that you weren’t my last victim
ring of death, no xbox
that type of mess, watch these bodies drop
them choppers have them flip-flopped
bouncing around like kris kross
golden cross silver crucifix
groupie b-tch don’t touch it
i’m smooth floss big boss
with my pockets on, rick ross
dreaming maybach, thinking payback;
from events way back
with two twin clippers
recline your line, way back

[hook]

- the biz

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