Drug Lords lyrics

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Freeway


[Intro: Knowledge The Pirate]
Uh-huh, you already know
It's that Pirate sh*t
Let's get into this
The life of a drug lord, yo

[Verse 1: Knowledge The Pirate]
Them n*ggas losing weight, my n*ggas be moving weight
Sit at the table, get food on your plate
Before you eat, n*gga just say your grace, handcuffin' gates
While we stuffing our face, trey-eight on my waste
Four-fifth on the hip, extended clip, cocaine benefits
Desert Eagle for my nemesis
Uh, suppliers and buyers illegal immigrants
US citizens dividing dirty Bemjamins
Bentley and Benzes for my gentlemen and women friend
Foreign cars, European rims
Double R, sapphire gin, crème da la crème
Get down or lay down like JBM

[Interlude: Knowledge]
Chyeah, Pirates
Let's get into this sh*t

[Verse 2: Knowledge The Pirate]
This is La Cosa Nostra, black mafiosa
Shoulder strap, gats and holster
All black, two straps stashed in the Rover
La vida loca, Keyser Söze with the coca
Bet your man fold like a hand of poker
Hundred grand wrapped in rubber bands
Make the stash inside the sofa
Can make four hundred grams before the night is over
Uh, standing on MLK, staring at broken dreams
Serving coke and dope to fiends like Malcolm X by any means
If necessary, send 'em to the cemetery
Send a kite out to Larry to read his name in an obituary
To my adversaries, six feet deep is where they buried
Fight or flee or either plead the fifth to the jury
[Interlude: Roc Marciano]
Order in the courtroom, order in the court
Order in the courtroom, damn it!
Uh, yeah

[Verse 3: Roc Marciano]
Crash the shores with the swords, throwin' paws
Wooden floors, I have no flaws
They horde behind closed doors, due to my vocal chords
Taunt the whole orb, avoid the morgue like the hawk
c*ck the four and I'm assured, the crown has thorns
They mourn when you passed on
I yawned and moved the glass pawn
Weather the storm with persistence, the ship drifted
Plus the coat I wore was water resistant
Proud gun, a hundred round drums, succ*mb or lose a thumb
You know the outcome, the clouds block the sun
Moonless nights amongst the mice and the termites
Knights, troglodytes, stack the bills to Bill Cartwright height
From that height up to the satellite, twice
Yeah, yeah, that's right, crack the ice
My cut of cloth jacket's rare like the white rhino
Prepared an airtight recital, defend the title
Rocked the belt that made the flesh melt
Possessed by the wealth, you're lying to yourself
This is like lion vs. elk, the nine is on the shelf
Dip the five inside the almond milk, tilt
[Outro: Roc Marciano]
Heheheh, word n*gga, drug lords
Marc, word up, Pirate
Y'all n*ggas throw rocks and hide your f*ckin' palms man (Boy!)
Y'all already know what we do
We social network n*ggas straight up, heheh
Word up, y'all pus*y sh*t
Won't respect it, but I'ma tell you like this n*gga
This sh*t mines man, y'all n*ggas can't lurk man
'Bout to put a foot on y'all n*ggas' neck
Slide up in your sh*t late night, pillow in your face
.38, knock your f*cking block off, straight up
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