Kanye West

Kanye West - Lord Lord Lord lyrics

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[Swizz Beatz]

This is something special

This is something new

This is something special

This is something new

[Chalrie Wilson]

Lord Lord Lord

[Mos Def]

The power of observation

marvells and frights, its strange delights

attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties

ecstatic patterns in the calender design

wilderness tours guided by and for the blind

cool rulers standing still sweating through the shade

who knew those lights only grew bright to fame

dead wrong pageantry lottery and games

slight of hand provided by extravagant and fake

the carnival till bell will hustle for the age

they clutch what they covet but what must they give away

who was uninvited who was asked to come and stay

surprise it’s your life its your business anyway so please

pardonly and such curious minds

peace safe passage, precious time

hither and gone, the day of days

(?) this tiny stone illuminated by a star far gone

only star so large, many more

to make our largest star show small

furthermore the end is not the end no stop but I’m pausing

what we can witness is all that isn’t all

(?) scotch and pork chops

the passion, expansion the order of the random

see the dreamers see the sleepers

(?) sweet jesus and life on Earth

seek heaven first

let put in this work

[Charlie Wilson]

Lord Lord lord

Lord Lord lord

This is something special

This is something new

[Kanye West]

Her heels set the mood

where did you acquire those are liars

when I met you I heard Jesus bells, strings and a choir

I got lines better than n-ggas albums, plural

king of the urban make your sh-t sound rural

she said I hit it so deep she need an epidural

them other n-ggas have you looking like a squirrel

and thats nuts, I only hang around with white boys that like black sluts.

tell em Plain Pat yo that track sucks

we aint dissin’ you between the position you play something for us to listen to

I’m tryin’ to worry about my scratch minus the crabs

I aint stopping for you n-ggas like yellow cabs

i got scripts so why we need a movie

and if I’m a douche than put me in your coochie

I swear they should have never gave these n-ggas loosely

and excuse me if I’m trapped by the boobies

boobie trap, holla back

[Swizz Beatz]

AK on the lap like whats that

clik clak

this is something special

this is something new

All white Bentley I call that momma

my life crazy like Obama’s

you talk slick well I’m Osama

Bin Laden, whats happenin’ I get it crackin’

all black carpet, Ima rich yeah

its gonna take you a couple years to get this here

thank AP while they thank me

and I’d be mad too if you aint me

call me Mr D’s or Mister boss

see me riding clean in a Rolls Royce

n-ggas talking funny that’s old money

n-ggas looking crazy but they acting funny

nowadays rappers, they like bloggers

you see me I’ma a bank (?)

coming through your hood and I brings trucks

with 25′s on it like what the f-ck

hundred feet and better why they f-ck you stick

paparzzi on the water, why the f-ck you stick

my face got the f-ck you pricks

my beats go hard like f-ck you d-cks

pourin’ champagne damn thing

sit there rockin’ sway n-gga in the damn ring

aint a damn thing, money aint a damn thing

ask Yeezy and most we do the god damn thing

get down to the precious lovers

[Chorus]

[Raekwon]

Ayo open glass on my fingers

I sit back like I’m caged but still cakin’

my n-ggas is hatin’

it’s like being in the livest Lambo in the hood

you a piece of steak I’d rather be that than some bacon

every project is a throne, only just bigger stones they throw

that why I wear a big hat and roll weed

gone if you don’t know where you came or when you came

all you know is weed and cocaine

non believers no game

I’m zooted down, rollin’ a spliff

maxin’ flamin’ like wheres the attraction

I’m son he’s attracted

guaranteed to service the real n-ggas

or cruisin’ in a Volvo

duffy for dolo

puffy polo

that blow house is where I reside

live amongst fiends, countin’ currency hittin’ blunts

only to hear the door rumble

grab the four hope it aint the law

or maybe some n-gga tryna score

[Charlie Wilson]

Lord Lord Lord

Lord Lord Lord

Lord Lord Lord

(repeated)

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