Land of Lords
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Raised in Flatbush, born in Brooklyn
The beast coast with us, kes ghost when flow stutters
Like cobra, so live for I show the blocks no chauffeur
Coast to coast, the same shit, I'm that focused
Hold up, Brooklyn they sat frontals how we roll up
Fucking numbers, tryina bless fuck with no fuss
Thrown on aroma, sour diesel, higher than my ego, cino
Hold a bitch closer than my pesos, you lay ho
Bank rolls be my occupation for the moment
Elevated, overthrow the government, you know we on it
Higher minds, fire burning, I don't care what you concern with LSD
On the DV, check the KP floating
I know you beat the steeze, golden like I'm chosen
Jays leave em Z, way before the Berkeley center open
You hopin, I crash this plane, never man
I'm in the legendary lane, hitin Janes like Tarzan
Hitting Janes like Tarzan, fuck you and your men
Pick it up, where my brother left it off
Purple drunk, sour diesel be the feud for all my Brooklyn lords
Brooklyn lords, there's no control
You niggas lame, I'm going hard
Living large, watch out for coppers, you know they makin noise
Flappers grow, rate the right shots as we ride there by our boys
Jaja knows, been out the majors since like snotty nose
Switching flows like a Brooklyn nigga on these folks too dope
I count my pesos, I let my brain girl
Watch out for my endo cause they tailin halos, know they hate though
It's 'cause we clean on the block, living dreams on the clock
Keep the weed round my team, so we lean in the spot
The beats ghost we better than most folks
Ain't no hope for niggas that be guessin our brain growth, you dead smoked
Like my urban chateau blunt to the sun child
Can't walk a mile in my shoes cause we run that Brookline
You get it? We bringing change, motherfuck your game fame
I don't need your damn approval, gotta clear my name
You niggas fucking shooters, we the matches of this game
So take a seat nigga, and let a God teach nigga
Don't wanna pro preach with you, but one of us soul killers
Other than Cho runner don't be sendin no sinners
No sinners, no frienemies, praying they all enemies
I grip your life, don't get to grip, just fist fight
Knuckle up, fuck happen and scrapin
Niggas ain't tough enough for the bus to slump
Then show a brother love, that's why you can't fuck with us
Ah, I remember them hoop dreams
Thought I was the one like high king
Jump shot me, till a nigga hit a pot steam
Then a nigga drop rock like a fiend
That 2 train, till the last stop that man block
Man shots, 10 pun the way to the buck puck with a blood clot
10 boys, world's fair, zombies, pro era, ASAP
New York, New York, that's where it's at, where it's at
We the new New York, better protect your neck
When you're looking at the guard, take another step back
Cause we soarin, while niggas borin, see me tourin
A nigga been chosen to elevate most men, til we go deep
And caught my cedar, that's of course
Cause my bitch she wants a horse
But I mind just say for fuck it and go cop that shit got porsche
My mama want a crib, I tell my motherfucker called
You done raise a fucking deamon child of riddim and the corn
Your corpse is paid, so we just squeeze lemonades
Flatbush Brooklyn, where the fuck I'm gonna stay?
And I be chillin with my villains climbin on the fuckin milli
And blowin on the loud till a nigga touch the ceiling aha
That's the end of the song, and nigga know me can do no wrong
Body and tracks, division the back of the Cadillac, now you know all this shit
The beast coast with us, kes ghost when flow stutters
Like cobra, so live for I show the blocks no chauffeur
Coast to coast, the same shit, I'm that focused
Hold up, Brooklyn they sat frontals how we roll up
Fucking numbers, tryina bless fuck with no fuss
Thrown on aroma, sour diesel, higher than my ego, cino
Hold a bitch closer than my pesos, you lay ho
Bank rolls be my occupation for the moment
Elevated, overthrow the government, you know we on it
Higher minds, fire burning, I don't care what you concern with LSD
On the DV, check the KP floating
I know you beat the steeze, golden like I'm chosen
Jays leave em Z, way before the Berkeley center open
You hopin, I crash this plane, never man
I'm in the legendary lane, hitin Janes like Tarzan
Hitting Janes like Tarzan, fuck you and your men
Pick it up, where my brother left it off
Purple drunk, sour diesel be the feud for all my Brooklyn lords
Brooklyn lords, there's no control
You niggas lame, I'm going hard
Living large, watch out for coppers, you know they makin noise
Flappers grow, rate the right shots as we ride there by our boys
Jaja knows, been out the majors since like snotty nose
Switching flows like a Brooklyn nigga on these folks too dope
I count my pesos, I let my brain girl
Watch out for my endo cause they tailin halos, know they hate though
It's 'cause we clean on the block, living dreams on the clock
Keep the weed round my team, so we lean in the spot
The beats ghost we better than most folks
Ain't no hope for niggas that be guessin our brain growth, you dead smoked
Like my urban chateau blunt to the sun child
Can't walk a mile in my shoes cause we run that Brookline
You get it? We bringing change, motherfuck your game fame
I don't need your damn approval, gotta clear my name
You niggas fucking shooters, we the matches of this game
So take a seat nigga, and let a God teach nigga
Don't wanna pro preach with you, but one of us soul killers
Other than Cho runner don't be sendin no sinners
No sinners, no frienemies, praying they all enemies
I grip your life, don't get to grip, just fist fight
Knuckle up, fuck happen and scrapin
Niggas ain't tough enough for the bus to slump
Then show a brother love, that's why you can't fuck with us
Ah, I remember them hoop dreams
Thought I was the one like high king
Jump shot me, till a nigga hit a pot steam
Then a nigga drop rock like a fiend
That 2 train, till the last stop that man block
Man shots, 10 pun the way to the buck puck with a blood clot
10 boys, world's fair, zombies, pro era, ASAP
New York, New York, that's where it's at, where it's at
We the new New York, better protect your neck
When you're looking at the guard, take another step back
Cause we soarin, while niggas borin, see me tourin
A nigga been chosen to elevate most men, til we go deep
And caught my cedar, that's of course
Cause my bitch she wants a horse
But I mind just say for fuck it and go cop that shit got porsche
My mama want a crib, I tell my motherfucker called
You done raise a fucking deamon child of riddim and the corn
Your corpse is paid, so we just squeeze lemonades
Flatbush Brooklyn, where the fuck I'm gonna stay?
And I be chillin with my villains climbin on the fuckin milli
And blowin on the loud till a nigga touch the ceiling aha
That's the end of the song, and nigga know me can do no wrong
Body and tracks, division the back of the Cadillac, now you know all this shit
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.00] Raised in Flatbush, born in Brooklyn
[00:13.69] The beast coast with us, kes ghost when flow stutters
[00:16.42] Like cobra, so live for I show the blocks no chauffeur
[00:19.58] Coast to coast, the same shit, I'm that focused
[00:22.45] Hold up, Brooklyn they sat frontals how we roll up
[00:24.72] Fucking numbers, tryina bless fuck with no fuss
[00:26.81] Thrown on aroma, sour diesel, higher than my ego, cino
[00:30.62] Hold a bitch closer than my pesos, you lay ho
[00:33.59] Bank rolls be my occupation for the moment
[00:36.18] Elevated, overthrow the government, you know we on it
[00:38.85] Higher minds, fire burning, I don't care what you concern with LSD
[00:42.34] On the DV, check the KP floating
[00:44.91] I know you beat the steeze, golden like I'm chosen
[00:47.55] Jays leave em Z, way before the Berkeley center open
[00:50.30] You hopin, I crash this plane, never man
[00:52.58] I'm in the legendary lane, hitin Janes like Tarzan
[00:54.26] Hitting Janes like Tarzan, fuck you and your men
[01:01.28] Pick it up, where my brother left it off
[01:03.64] Purple drunk, sour diesel be the feud for all my Brooklyn lords
[01:06.58] Brooklyn lords, there's no control
[01:10.52] You niggas lame, I'm going hard
[01:12.95] Living large, watch out for coppers, you know they makin noise
[01:15.77] Flappers grow, rate the right shots as we ride there by our boys
[01:18.41] Jaja knows, been out the majors since like snotty nose
[01:21.15] Switching flows like a Brooklyn nigga on these folks too dope
[01:23.85] I count my pesos, I let my brain girl
[01:26.13] Watch out for my endo cause they tailin halos, know they hate though
[01:29.08] It's 'cause we clean on the block, living dreams on the clock
[01:31.74] Keep the weed round my team, so we lean in the spot
[01:34.29] The beats ghost we better than most folks
[01:37.12] Ain't no hope for niggas that be guessin our brain growth, you dead smoked
[01:40.54] Like my urban chateau blunt to the sun child
[01:42.98] Can't walk a mile in my shoes cause we run that Brookline
[01:45.85] You get it? We bringing change, motherfuck your game fame
[01:48.73] I don't need your damn approval, gotta clear my name
[01:51.63] You niggas fucking shooters, we the matches of this game
[01:54.38] So take a seat nigga, and let a God teach nigga
[01:57.15] Don't wanna pro preach with you, but one of us soul killers
[02:00.35] Other than Cho runner don't be sendin no sinners
[02:02.77] No sinners, no frienemies, praying they all enemies
[02:05.92] I grip your life, don't get to grip, just fist fight
[02:08.61] Knuckle up, fuck happen and scrapin
[02:10.41] Niggas ain't tough enough for the bus to slump
[02:11.94] Then show a brother love, that's why you can't fuck with us
[02:14.06] Ah, I remember them hoop dreams
[02:15.32] Thought I was the one like high king
[02:16.72] Jump shot me, till a nigga hit a pot steam
[02:18.53] Then a nigga drop rock like a fiend
[02:19.91] That 2 train, till the last stop that man block
[02:22.07] Man shots, 10 pun the way to the buck puck with a blood clot
[02:26.43] 10 boys, world's fair, zombies, pro era, ASAP
[02:33.23] New York, New York, that's where it's at, where it's at
[02:36.43] We the new New York, better protect your neck
[02:39.18] When you're looking at the guard, take another step back
[02:41.95] Cause we soarin, while niggas borin, see me tourin
[02:44.49] A nigga been chosen to elevate most men, til we go deep
[02:47.44] And caught my cedar, that's of course
[02:48.89] Cause my bitch she wants a horse
[02:50.57] But I mind just say for fuck it and go cop that shit got porsche
[02:53.28] My mama want a crib, I tell my motherfucker called
[02:55.98] You done raise a fucking deamon child of riddim and the corn
[02:58.90] Your corpse is paid, so we just squeeze lemonades
[03:01.83] Flatbush Brooklyn, where the fuck I'm gonna stay?
[03:04.17] And I be chillin with my villains climbin on the fuckin milli
[03:07.36] And blowin on the loud till a nigga touch the ceiling aha
[03:11.26] That's the end of the song, and nigga know me can do no wrong
[03:15.61] Body and tracks, division the back of the Cadillac, now you know all this shit
[03:45.04]
[00:13.69] The beast coast with us, kes ghost when flow stutters
[00:16.42] Like cobra, so live for I show the blocks no chauffeur
[00:19.58] Coast to coast, the same shit, I'm that focused
[00:22.45] Hold up, Brooklyn they sat frontals how we roll up
[00:24.72] Fucking numbers, tryina bless fuck with no fuss
[00:26.81] Thrown on aroma, sour diesel, higher than my ego, cino
[00:30.62] Hold a bitch closer than my pesos, you lay ho
[00:33.59] Bank rolls be my occupation for the moment
[00:36.18] Elevated, overthrow the government, you know we on it
[00:38.85] Higher minds, fire burning, I don't care what you concern with LSD
[00:42.34] On the DV, check the KP floating
[00:44.91] I know you beat the steeze, golden like I'm chosen
[00:47.55] Jays leave em Z, way before the Berkeley center open
[00:50.30] You hopin, I crash this plane, never man
[00:52.58] I'm in the legendary lane, hitin Janes like Tarzan
[00:54.26] Hitting Janes like Tarzan, fuck you and your men
[01:01.28] Pick it up, where my brother left it off
[01:03.64] Purple drunk, sour diesel be the feud for all my Brooklyn lords
[01:06.58] Brooklyn lords, there's no control
[01:10.52] You niggas lame, I'm going hard
[01:12.95] Living large, watch out for coppers, you know they makin noise
[01:15.77] Flappers grow, rate the right shots as we ride there by our boys
[01:18.41] Jaja knows, been out the majors since like snotty nose
[01:21.15] Switching flows like a Brooklyn nigga on these folks too dope
[01:23.85] I count my pesos, I let my brain girl
[01:26.13] Watch out for my endo cause they tailin halos, know they hate though
[01:29.08] It's 'cause we clean on the block, living dreams on the clock
[01:31.74] Keep the weed round my team, so we lean in the spot
[01:34.29] The beats ghost we better than most folks
[01:37.12] Ain't no hope for niggas that be guessin our brain growth, you dead smoked
[01:40.54] Like my urban chateau blunt to the sun child
[01:42.98] Can't walk a mile in my shoes cause we run that Brookline
[01:45.85] You get it? We bringing change, motherfuck your game fame
[01:48.73] I don't need your damn approval, gotta clear my name
[01:51.63] You niggas fucking shooters, we the matches of this game
[01:54.38] So take a seat nigga, and let a God teach nigga
[01:57.15] Don't wanna pro preach with you, but one of us soul killers
[02:00.35] Other than Cho runner don't be sendin no sinners
[02:02.77] No sinners, no frienemies, praying they all enemies
[02:05.92] I grip your life, don't get to grip, just fist fight
[02:08.61] Knuckle up, fuck happen and scrapin
[02:10.41] Niggas ain't tough enough for the bus to slump
[02:11.94] Then show a brother love, that's why you can't fuck with us
[02:14.06] Ah, I remember them hoop dreams
[02:15.32] Thought I was the one like high king
[02:16.72] Jump shot me, till a nigga hit a pot steam
[02:18.53] Then a nigga drop rock like a fiend
[02:19.91] That 2 train, till the last stop that man block
[02:22.07] Man shots, 10 pun the way to the buck puck with a blood clot
[02:26.43] 10 boys, world's fair, zombies, pro era, ASAP
[02:33.23] New York, New York, that's where it's at, where it's at
[02:36.43] We the new New York, better protect your neck
[02:39.18] When you're looking at the guard, take another step back
[02:41.95] Cause we soarin, while niggas borin, see me tourin
[02:44.49] A nigga been chosen to elevate most men, til we go deep
[02:47.44] And caught my cedar, that's of course
[02:48.89] Cause my bitch she wants a horse
[02:50.57] But I mind just say for fuck it and go cop that shit got porsche
[02:53.28] My mama want a crib, I tell my motherfucker called
[02:55.98] You done raise a fucking deamon child of riddim and the corn
[02:58.90] Your corpse is paid, so we just squeeze lemonades
[03:01.83] Flatbush Brooklyn, where the fuck I'm gonna stay?
[03:04.17] And I be chillin with my villains climbin on the fuckin milli
[03:07.36] And blowin on the loud till a nigga touch the ceiling aha
[03:11.26] That's the end of the song, and nigga know me can do no wrong
[03:15.61] Body and tracks, division the back of the Cadillac, now you know all this shit
[03:45.04]