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lord - wilcon lyrics

lord lyrics
[intro]
test
test, test, test
that’s better
i gotta hold it here
and it’ll be good
can i like lean back?
oh sh*t!

[verse 1]
the heart, soul, brains
and the feet of the beat
let the, rhythm
repeat
and repeat
and repeat

and if you have to die
just to start a religion
or change a tradition
or end the racism
that is evidently happening
politicians capping and
cops run into homies trapping
money hungry, they’re not fasting
no
i wanna be the first to know
i’ll be the first to ask
would the cop not shoot
causе i’m not black?

let that sink in
like an anchor off a fishing boat
some of my homiеs do sh*t that
i wish they won’t
broke the bank on a castle
now they have a sh*tty moat
is there anyone who can keep the city afloat?

f*ck the city bro
there are people who have power
that kinda gotta be moved immediately yo
it’s kind of sh*tty though
we disrespecting the whole
motherf*cking meaning of the statue of liberty bro

these boots were made for walking
these boots were made for walking
why the f*ck am i still f*cking talking?
i’m gonna disappear, buy a house in the balkans
but you gon’ find me cause you stalking
flying like a falcon with eyes of an eagle
ain’t seen no f*cked up sh*t, unless you count omegle
ha, oh my god!
7th grade, flashbacks, in the bas*m*nt
seeing was believing brag about it the next day sh*t

now i’m working day shifts
ain’t gonna stop until my bank account
looks like the numbers screen from the matrix
basics
i feel invincible, somebody better show me
where my superhero cape is

what you wanna call me is what i am
thank my father for loving the son i am
shot more accurate, than one*eyed man
jordan with ball, down the lane, one hand jam

there’s a party at the pool
imma p*ss in the piscina
walk out, photoshoot ready
magazine, uh
weather through the storm, i got sandy
no katrina
in the back of the class
laughing loud like hyenas
saying f*ck school
f*ck this
imma do some dumb sh*t
dipped from the rest of the class
i’m on the run, b*tch
you can live monotonous lives
i’m doing fun sh*t
scratching at the top of my head
like questlove’s pick

[chorus]
i think i’m the lord of the rap game
i ain’t no king
but i got a little something
at least, i think
making music, i don’t really wanna
see my shrink
keep it real highkey
i just do my thing

i think i’m the lord of the rap game
i ain’t no king
but i got a little something
at least, i think
making music, i don’t really wanna
see my shrink
keep it real highkey
i just do my thing

- wilcon lyrics

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