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james lucid - gold standard كلمات الأغنية

i’m the grotto smokin gelato like morgensterns
please don’t turn ya kid into an orphan mr officer
doggie i’m offering nothing but this rebellion
this is violent contender motherf_cker not jon bellion

the gold standard grind for the benjamin’s like i’m shelton
ain’t no telling cuz he might have it on him like raymond felton
we throwing parties up in the capri b_tch not the hilton
this the first disobedience peace up to john milton

listen
pigs is haram to me
chop em and fry up the pot with somе collard greens
they only listen when wе hurt economies
government hoes get gomorrah and sodomy

from deep inside of me see the dichotomy
no you ain’t real though you whole flow is robbery
livin dishonorably lie lie to yourself but i know you can’t lie to me
straight like splatter gallbladders i am right back

third rail when i hit the track
this soul fire like a pipe full of smack
slap y’all through school buses and fake taxis
your mother is nasty i’m getting head like apaches
war within like incredible hulk while i’m sippin one
half drunk and i’m half baked drivin through the lane like a one and dones

no greg oden got the finest odors cop a king cobra never been sober
f_cked up man i’m a step slower but i’m on the pavement like a payloader
no payola i don’t sniff yola i’m the ayatollah
i’ll light your eye hole up, sh_t ain’t sweet i add a splash a cola

man you b_tches simping just for areolas
while i skate off the coast via pensacola
b_tch i’m hot like obama with drone controllers
y’all can’t control us

lookin mad stressed, slam you on your dome like a tazzplex
sacred meditation, self mediacted ancient
herbalism like an aztec
got bad neck from cop lovin, f_ckin, suckin d_ck and l!cking boots

lined up at the kissing booth, while she worship me like a hidden truth
got the walls talking likes it’s hidden temple
they all watching us cuz we’re the f_cking samples
b_tch you know what i’m planning gregorian chants and bodega candles

kyrie with the f_ckin handles
another rapper chain on my mantle
f_ck with me, i’m like mickey turn ya f_cking face to a can of campbell’s

- james lucid

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