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"Lord Knows Freestyle" lyrics by KING LOS
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"Lord Knows Freestyle"

I am King Los
Ain't too much changed
You know
I'm driving in the thing with the roof clear
And it's a new year
I can hear my father saying don't you dare cry
Never wipe a tear, lift your chin and let 'em air dry
Now I'm in that Maserati, driving like a Kamikaze
Diamonds on me kinda rocky, blind you like the paparazzi
Yeah bitch, get my picture from the dope side
She said "What side? ", Bitch, both sides!
I know my soldiers will pop, so I never stress
Even when I'm over the top, like a sweater vest
Bless the souls that left and those left with me
I skipped the over-night success, and I chose legacy
Never worry, every obstacle is necessary
I made the impossible possible, this is legendary
Now these bitch niggas visibly shook
Like "Who's this nigga pissing in the history books? "
I said "Shit, nigga know what type of vision this took"
Rich niggas only put this type of wisdom in books
Look, welcome to the show I hope you got great seats
Lord knows the boy Los love killing Drake beats
And Wayne beats, and Jay beats, and 'Ye beats
My heart pump blood through the cord on my Dre Beats
I'm way deep, I shallow you petty rappers
I'm the greatest collection of molecules ever gathered
I'm the dopest artist, this I know for fact
Cause even when I go my hardest bitch I'm holding back
Hold up, ain't no hold ups now
Yo so what, Los so up now
He ain't never coming down, when the king come around
Bow down, Queen Roe so uptown
Bet ya'll niggas know what it was, pull up in that Cuddy cause
I'm bout to blow up like I'm Buddy Love
You know I screech that thing, I'm a stunt
Come on baby eat your greens, I eat that green like Mama Klump
She said before you stuff your fucking face
Make sure you say your fucking grace, I said
Great God, God is so great
And it's good to love God, good God, just don't hate
I'm hardcore, I got heart to the core nigga
I look down at a mountain like it's a lil nigga
If it's war nigga, call me red dot Los
So precise, I still aim when I'm head-shot close
Whoah, that could've meant danger for my foes
Or been a metaphor for me aimin' for my goals
No matter what you chose [?] would come through
I am to you now, the Shakespeare they once knew
And I'm from the jungle, where all the hope's distorted
So we ain't the only kings just the most important
No bullshit, nobody colder than me
I can inspire the futures of those older than me
While providing the future for those younger than me
Bustas and suckas to suffer versus the hunger in me
It's goin down, it's goin down, like the bungee popped
Play me, I'll let the animal out like a Jumanji box
This what you wanted, Pop? I could still off-his-head
I just figured you'd rather me kill the charts instead
So I'm just tossin' bread, and I'm flossin' bad
Pop the top, look like I got to droppin' the Boston crab
All I had was a dollar and a nightmare
Now I got the power, and these cowards want me fight-fair
I'm like word, you're weak asses
I'm so cold ice bergs give me heat flashes
How these bitch-ass niggas saying they street rappers?
I'm like who the fuck givin' out all these G passes?
Gee Cassius, I'm Muhammad with these punchlines
Sunny, listen, you Sonny Liston that one time
One time, like Wyclef on "Killing Me Softly"
She pop a pill, pop my cock in the grill and she stalk me
Look doggy, I've been praying like Tebow
Playing like T.O., haters predict your future but they faking like Cleo
So now I'm so addicted,
And it's all because of you if I can say it like Ne-Yo
Uh, so to the left, to the left
I'm coming for the crown, to the death, to the death
I know it get foul in the game,
But you bitch niggas crying to the ref, to the ref
And to the rest of the rest
You ain't fucking with the boy, I'm the best of the best, motherfucker
Yeah, oh boy
Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows
Tighten up niggas
Get your bars right, your broads right
Get your diamonds right and your cars right
Get your hand right, get your cards right
Cause we ain't even, bitch we at odds right?
That was a little freestyle just you know that was like
That's how I'm a end this shit like
I don't know I just did it
Cause we just do it, nigga

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