Lord lyrics

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]

I ain't never had shit

Not a pot to piss, window to throw it out of

Sherm got me high, get your ass in the shower

Took one pull, shit, told her it wasn't sour

Hit a double drum chant getting louder

Chant getting louder (Louder)

Mulan bitch wanna fuck for an hour

Start sucking dick, bitch, enough of the powder

Come fuck with this bougie nigga

Come fuck with this bougie nigga

High fashion, Ksubi nigga

You fuck with them booty niggas

'Cause you fuck with them booty niggas

Now Fergie all up in your groupie, nigga

Reincarnation of Master Fard

Elijah Muhammad reside in my heart

Diss and I'll blow, and shouts from Allah

Knowledge was born with science, young lord

Tripping yourself is no valish, young lord

Study your scriptures and follow your God

Life in the trap I know times will get hard

I'll pick up your life, just abide by the Lord

[Bridge: A$AP Ferg]

Abide by the Lord

Abide by the Lord

Abide by the Lord (Alright!)

[Verse 2: Flesh-N-Bone]

You 'bout to get it from a general, I don't know if they can hear me though

Don’t you niggas ever bother tryna see me, I'm a criminal

Oh Lord, once he's in the sight of a scope

I'ma let them have it when I sever

Damn, he wants to make me set it off

I'ma bury you motherfuckers without a coffin

Never taking no shorts, we never taking no losses

When you're dealing with my crew, A$AP, Bone, yeah, we bosses

Anybody with a bone to pick

Now when I level my charge, I'm damn sure to make it stick

You must be looking to suffer, well I'ma make it quick

Gotta train load of 'ish that’ll make ya sick

I'm here to wipe 'em out quicker than a pandemic

Bone came original, not a gimmick, can you dig it?

Hell yeah they can dig it while I'm sitting on my throne

Steady laughing at you niggas trying to get it (Get it, get it)

[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]

Man, I'm runnin 'til the end of this and I don't give a fuck if I was 86'd

A muthafucka play me like I'm Canibus

I'm ready for the battle like I'm takin' Diz

I'm never gonna take it in and nobody can break it in

As-salamu alaykum for the bacon and a little bit of coke

I put the cake in and it's certified dope

Having anything to do with it, we selling every rock that they can smoke

So take a toke and I'ma rake it in, Pillsbury the dough

To the dome like I'm seeking through the soul

Like I'm peeking through the soul

But I'm reekin like our reefer, rather keep up with her, go straight to the dro

Creeping on 'em, peeping on 'em, leave 'em in the zone

They don't even really know

Looking on 'em, keeping on 'em, taking every foe

For the love of the money, I gotta reap in what I sow

But I keep it what I know for the ending of the row, gotta go, will I go?

When I get it I'ma know to follow my known foe

Know Cali and know Coe, my caliber lock and load

Alabaster box when I cock and I crow

Got a Glock and I'm Bone Thug, where you wanna flow?

To the clock and the time zone

Spirit gon' fly, all y'all niggas dead to the life force cyclones

Right now when they hydro

What about the well known Cairo?

[Verse 4: Layzie Bone]

Got 'em stuck in the grave

I'm on the grind full time, never rest to get paid

A little hustling mothafucka put the brush to the face

I cut the braids, hit the stage, now they looking amazed

I went from cooking the yay to hundred thousand dollar shows

Got a booking today and I'ma split it with my bros

Gotta get it how we go, come meet me with the pros

No, I'm never gonna fold, watch the bank account grow

If it ain't about dough, then it ain't about jack

And I'ma take it like I want it, I ain't giving it back

I get us in with a stack and then I get on attack

I'm like the Tasmanian Devil, nigga bigger than Shaq

Call the reaper, get the shovel, I'm a certified rebel

In a league of my own and that's a whole nother level

Nothing's free, I never settle, keep the pedal to the metal

When them haters in my rearview, hello, hello

[Verse 5: Krayzie Bone]

Burn! Baby, let it burn, now it's my turn

I get in a nigga's system like a hundred vials of sherm

And then I kill 'em with two thousand words in two minutes

You never heard another nigga spit it like my niggas

Yeah, but you heard 'em try to get it but they couldn’t get it quicker than the realest

Man, they thinking they can deal with this and knock me out my rhythm

But I’m never gonna be the fuckin' victim

'Cause I’d rather be the suspect, haven't I given them enough yet?

Can't they understand they ain't dealing with a punk bitch?

One quick move and it's murder

And I'ma serve a nigga exactly what he deserving

A$AP, but wait a minute

I'm prolly one of the sickest niggas that ever did it, I'm in it 'cause I'ma win it

I'ma mothafuckin' lyrical tyrant, pivotal giant of this shit

And I do way more than just twist the words

You better listen and observe how I rip the verb

Niggas get the nerve to run up on me but my shit's superb

I’ll probably hit a nigga once 'fore he hit the curb

So get at me, I'm kinda trigger happy

When it come to shootin' my gift, I'm like a .44 magnum, stag one

Backin' em up, body bag full of niggas' wack raps

That’s wack so I'm stacking em up

Kray Jack in the cut, still got a little bit of murder for 'em

Murderous poet, I create a bloody murder poem

So when they run up on me, nigga, be ready to show em

Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum, rum rum rum rum

[Outro: Bizzy Bone]

Yo, before this project

We’d like to thank the Most High

On behalf of the A$AP Mob, Bone Thug and all in attendance

Knowing that all things belong to those

For the cleanliness and the power, the first in the nation

To prove who they are

Through infinity, through eternity, through time span

Standing, one man, if you hold my hand, hold my hand

(Make sure it's a hand)

With all things around me, I will never win

I won’t win with angels, I won’t win with the brothers

I won’t win with Rome, I won’t win with Sodom and Egypt

(I keep a corpse close to my home)

Let us roll, tell them why we did what we did, if we did

In Jesus name, Amen