Lord

[Produced by: Ozhora Miyagi & Crystal Caines] [Verse 1] I ain't never had shit Not a pot to piss Window to throw it out of Sherm got me high get your ass in the shower Took one pull, shit told her it wasn't sour Hit a double drum chant getting louder (chant getting louder) Mulan bitch wanna fuck for an hour Start sucking dick bitch enough of the powder Come fuck with this bougie nigga Come fuck with this bougie nigga High fashion Ksubi nigga You fuck with them booty niggas Cause you fuck with them booty niggas Now Fergie all up in your groupie nigga Reincarnation of Master Fard Elijah Muhammad reside in my heart Diss and I'll blow, and shouts from Allah Knowledge was born with science young lord Trippin' yourself is no valish young lord Study your scriptures and follow your God Life in the trap I know times will get hard I'll pick up your life just abide by the lord Or ride by the lord [Bridge] Abide by the lord Abide by the lord Abide by the lord [Verse 2: Flesh N Bone] You bout to get it from a general I don't know if they can hear me though Don’t you niggas ever bother trying to see me I'm a criminal Oh Lord once he's in the sight of the scope Imma let them have it when I sever them, damn he wants to make me set it off Imma bury you motherfuckers without a coffin Never taking no shorts we never taking no losses When your dealing with my crew, A$AP Bone yeah we bosses Anybody with a bone to pick I'm going to level my charge I'm damn sure to make it stick You must be looking to suffer, well Imma make it quick Gotta train roll the ish that’ll make ya sick I'm here to wipe em out quicker than a pandemic Bone came original now they get me can you dig it Hell yeah they can dig it while I'm sitting on my throne Steady laughing at you niggas trying to get it, get it, get it [Verse 3: Bizzy Bone] Man I'm running till the end of this And I don't give a fuck if I was 86'd A muthafucka play me like I'm Canibus I'm ready for the battle like a Pagan is I'm never going to take it in and nobody can break it in Assalam alaikum for the bacon And a little bit of coke I put the cake in and it's certified dope Having anything to do with it we selling Every rock that they can smoke so take a toke and Imma rake it in Pillsbury the dough, to the dome, like I'm seeking through the soul Like Im peeking through the soul But Im reekin like our reefer, rather keep up with her, go Straight to the dro Creepin' on em, peeping on em, leave them in the zone They don't even really know Looking on em, keeping on em, taking every foe For the love of the money I gotta reap what I sow But I keep it what I know For the ending of the row gotta go will I go When I get it Imma know to follow my known foe Know Cali and know Coe My caliber lock and load alabaster box when I cock and I crow Gotta Glock and I'm Bone Thug where you wanna flow To the clock and the time zone Spirit gon fly all y'all niggas dead to the life force cyclones Right now when they hydro while what about the well known Cairo [Verse 4: Layzie Bone] Got em stuck in the grave Im on the grind full time never rest to get paid A little hustlin' muthafucka put the brush to the face I Cut the braids, hit the stage now they looking amazed I went from cookin the yay to hundred thousand dollar shows Gotta bookin' today and 'imma split it with my bros Gotta get it how we go come meet me with the pros Now I'm never gonna fold, watch the bank account grow If it ain't about dough then it ain't about jack And I'ma take it like I want it I ain't giving it back I get us in with a stack and then i get on attack Im like the tasmanian devil nigga bigger than Shaq Call the reaper get the shovel I'm a certified rebel In a league of my own And that’s a whole nother level, nothing's free I never settle keep the pedal to the metal When them haters in my rear view, hello hello [Verse: 5 Krayzie Bone] Burn, baby let it burn Now it’s my turn I get in a nigga's system like a hundred vials of sherm And then I kill em with 2 thousand words in 2 minutes You never heard another nigga spit it like my niggas Yeah, you heard em try to get it But they couldn’t get it quicker than the realest Man they thinkin they can deal with this And knock me out my rhythm, but I’m never gonna be the fuckin' victim Cause I’d rather be the suspect Haven’t I given them enough yet Can’t they understand they ain’t dealing with a punk bitch One quick move and it’s murder And I’m a serve a nigga exactly what he deserving A$AP, but wait a minute I’m prolly one of the sickest niggas that ever did it I’m in it cause I’m a win it I’m a muthufuckin' lyrical tyrant Pivotal giant of this shit And I do way more, just twist the words You better listen and observe, how I rip the verb Niggas get the nerve to run up on me, but my shits superb I’ll probably hit a nigga once 'fore he hit the curb So get at me, I’m kinda trigger happy When it come to shootin' my gift I’m like a 44 magnum, Stag one Backin' em up, body bag full of niggas Wack raps, that’s wack, so I’m stackin' em up Kray Jack in the cut, still got a little bit of murda for em Murderous poet, I create a bloody murda poem So when they run up on me nigga be ready to show em Redrum redrum redrum rum rum [Outro: Bizzy Bone] Yo, Before this…Project We’d like to thank the most high On behalf of the A$AP Mob, Bone Thug and, all in attendance Knowing that all things belong to those For the cleanliness and the power the first in the nation To prove who they are Through infinity, through eternity, through time span… Standing one man, if you hold my hand, hold my hand (make sure its a hand) With all things around me I will never win I won’t win with angels I won’t win with the brothers I won’t win with Rome I won’t win with Sodom and Egypt (I keep corpse close to my home) Let us roll tell them why we did what we did, if we did In Jesus name, Amen