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lord sko - firestarter lyrics

[verse: lifeofthom]
a novelist, just a poet my novel is
reflective, symbolic
of akashic a record
i rode the passage
with the product in the nebuchadnezzar
in a desert aboard, stormed in the field like the children of corn
hacking codexs and data export
stealing info with a lightsaber sword
move sh_t like wan ken0bi, not your average sport
i’m just an artist tryna’ find my accord
find my ground in a world full of th_rns
thumbtacks, yeah i stepped on a few
lost myself in the l_st for the loot
lost some friends who i started with
embarked and set sail, i cry because is started this
life got hard, so went harder with _rs_nic
i set fire to my dreams, firestarter got a marvelous beam
it’s boba fett, f_ck the enemy schemes
book smart, new chapter achieved
ima’ blast like supernova in all type magazines
know the fame gon’ come with the regime
lifeofthom n_gga

[verse: lord sko]
yeah, still sorcerer[?]
wonder what the motive is
half this sh_t is knowledge, half is knowing what to open with
earned my trust, but still ain’t certain who my homies is
my og whip the[?] stallions, you focused on the pony tricks (focus up)
diamond district i’ll be skipping with my rolly dipped
iceberg history, disney knit like i wrote the script [?]
emotion far from emotionless, the kid got the most of it
i’m so persistent, smoking spliffs with broken ribs
homie ego shouldn’t just fit on a grocery list [?]
hear the bass of your tone, so don’t make me raise both of these fists (uh uh)
bending opium poppy seeds and anomalies
a lot of sh_t go down in my neighborhood that should bother me (that should)
selling fenties and prostitutes by the dollar tree
but still be in the lobbies where all pictures[?] and robbers be
spilling water over every glass i pour into
just went across the country to avoid the rain is pouring too
people sayin’ that i got, it’s more to prove
with this glowing aura, making sure that every fortune true (uh huh)
parachute off hot air balloons
let me tear into this bag of weed cause it’ll only be there for a few (i want some more?)
mari the muse[?] embalming fluid on the rolling paper
yeah i’m a rapper first but after i’m a motivator
breaking out of my skin, i just shed the oldest layer
bout’ to go and make my mother rich, that’s what i’m owed to pay her
uh, i love you moms for real
still moving wreckless with loose lips and bruised fists
from the part of town where they move bricks like a pool stick[?]
on park benches, sip dark liquor no juice mixed
but my sanctuary is on the roof and the view sick, it is (uh)

- lord sko lyrics

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