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letra de lord knows (exhibit a freestyle) - eshon burgundy

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[verse 1: eshon burgundy]

yeah. i am exhibit a
you understand what i’m saying?
that’s my life you got in that ziplock
yeah
and all the glory goes above
yeah

only the lord knows
i’m questioning if that’s really who they be blessing when they repping at award shows
scripture telling me the god of this world blinds the minds of the boys and the girls
so they grinding for the diamonds

rounding tan rubber bands wrapped around the commerce
no snitching, no whispering to your honor
study the youth and you see the end is upon us
the way, truth, and the life is like two thousand years behind us

and he light years ahead of us
this is the exodus, i’m looking for the exit like it’s two o’clock at pegasus
philly throwback. my main compadre know that
i came up in the slums when ram squad was getting dough stacks

came up eating crumbs i witnessed the lord’s mercy
murder in my hood, every day was friday the 13th
shout out 215, yes pennsylvania my birthplace
80’s baby, that reggae era bearing my birthday

threw my hands up with losers claiming they first place
i know they shook halfway crooks acting like earthquakes
dudes on front of my crib pumping b-ss, i’m pumping third base underground
till i’m overground, till the lord let me surface

raised from the mud, i’m familiar with how the earth tastes
my shades dipped in blood, emmanuel is my manual
turn the pages my sin has been earned to wages
but the debt collector has no recollection cause he paid it

had a big billie like i’m sitting on a millie
only the father knows how far or close it was from k!lling me
in death’s vicinity with slightly progressing tendencies
weapons i believe might lessen my affinity for stressing

what i feel like — manifests in that real life
what i do in that reflection ain’t reflecting what i’m built like
only the lord knows. i make no speculation
his point of view now becomes my new investigation

becoming less of a fan — of hesitation
you know better, you do better, the death of procrastination, huh?
hugh heff, come on now why you playing, boy?
conversations with myself, do you dig what i’m saying, boy?

every lyric is a shovel for your trouble
you gotta work to come up after being buried by the devil
buried in doubt, covered in disbelief
smothered in pretension, swearing that god was me

answering my own prayers with logic and rationale
ain’t no telling what you probably finding when you pat me down
i was young, being admonished by original gangstas
who taught me how to steal, what was my ogs thinking

i’m thinking they thought they knew the way
to get that crème brûlée
a drug dealer’s dream was cream, now they want the whole cake
and i don’t want to be the one to tell them they sold they soul
i tell them to pray to god. why. only the lord knows

only the lord knows

i’d be a fool to sit here and act like i got the answers for everything
i look silly telling you i know the reason, the cause, purpose behind everything you’re going through, you know what i mean?
so i won’t try to do that at all
but i do know one thing
i know the one who knows

yeah
i heard his voice
i read his word
tried, tested, he’s true
salute

- eshon burgundy

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