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lemoncello with lamelo - lord d-rock lyrics

[chorus]

selling me your crock of sh*t
texting me i block your sh*t
claiming you work hard and you deserve it it’s the opposite
i know what your problem is, you’re not dope it’s obvious
no one here can stand you and that’s why you got no audience
we been grinding out, haven’t got no sleep in three days
y’all been slacking off, acting like you’ve been through d*day
i be pushing limits and i did it just to be paid
singing yah yah, yah yah yah
[verse 1]

man y’all be buggin when you rhyming always keep my flows
shaq dunking the 90’s how i reach my goals
shaq, dudley in the 90’s how i greet my foes
carolina where you find me never leave my post
closest i would get is the waterfront on east side coast
knocking sand up off my feet and all between my toes
long as i could get a bag i really need my dough
hold the squad up on my back i always feed my bros
y’all catch h*lla fans, julian edleman
reaching with these stories from your past and i would bet a band
stolen valor’s not no joke and you are not no veteran
tell me who you’re better then, swear you should know better man
tiniest of cellos for these fellows ’cause they’re fools you wanna harm me? to me you ’bout as scary as mitt romney
sipping limoncello with lamelo by the pool that’s at the omni, you wanna stop me you gon’ need an army

[chorus]

i tried to prop some people up but they would always fall right down
some people don’t want that work they want applause right now
if you don’t feed them then eventually these dogs might growl
simultaneously k!ll ’em take ’em all right now
now meet me on wax and i promise the outcome rip your whole jaw right down
the sk!lls that you talk about won’t be displayed but i think all your flaws might now
i’d pull up to roast all of your over*seasoned bars but i’m abroad right now
terrible criminal way the whole squad’s locked down
gap tooth ’cause i spit it hard with every single letter*man
y’all gon’ need a medic van, meet me on a track and i’ll
decapitate ’em, raise ’em from the dead and then behead again now
cut your tongue and promise “i got bars” is never said again
time for you to shelf your sh*t at least it makes your failure quick
your album is irrelevant, i’d rather bump some taylor swift
shoot g in the place named after creatures that can grant a wish
your music ain’t no fan of it, and no one’s understanding it

[chorus]

oh, oh, ok man i think i got it
bass so*low i don’t need n0body
you could row your boat down the streams i profit
off of when i drop melodies, can’t top it
with a flow so cold might sneeze my shotty
blow my nose at emcees y’all naughty
try to roll up (chi*ch) i c*ck it
it’s the last thing you gon’ see ‘fore i shot it, (bow)
blow it aiming at your noggin
promise you that we are not the same being honest ’cause
i’m know to spit bars like a prison complex
do not try to run up on my spot ’cause i’m beyond vexed
y’all can’t be a part of my conquest

gah…gah*d*mn

- lord d rock lyrics

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