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letra de lords of the yard - oscar o'neill

[produced by oscar o’neill]

verse 1: rem lavoe
salute to the innovators and game changers
vocal motivators, the history in the pages
i’m futuristic, you shooting guns? i’m aiming lasers
you town council? i been projected as a mayor
n-ggas wanna spar with me? here, sign a waiver
excalibur, caliber, challenger, i’ll decapitate ya
compet-tion is missing a warrior on a mission
i’m sick, man, ip man, they flipping off what i’m kicking
i got em, you f-cking right i got em
biblical when i spit at you; gommorah inside em
the prodigal, it’s comical, i’m overlooking gotham
and make the boy wonder how many styles they robbin’, i mob ‘em
mood setter, true repper like new mecca
more sk!lled with less cheddar, but who’s better?
stand vertical type of a n-gga, you get up
lyrical jack, the ripper, the verbal version of shredder
i’m a “man made myth”, that fabric and suede different
northstarz, dark matter flow through my contingent
my mind is working overtime, you barely got a half day
you mad like you saw a fat -ss with a -ss face, remy

chorus:
my crew (my crew)
my dogs (my dogs)
set rules (set rules)
set laws (set laws)
we represent for the lords of yards
a gal alone feel up my…
(repeat 2x)

set laws
for the lords
get off my b-lls, yo
look

verse 2: jemyle jones
summaries written by the sp-cemaker
world shaper, life creator, alpha omega
3 capital letters, decapitating whoever
my caliber changes weather, you could be severed wherever
i bring the heat in the winter, i spit the flu in the summer
time is on my hands, so i’ma keep moving these numbers, digital
hit you with that spiritual sh-t
i got all these n-ggas running cause they know that i’m it
but it ain’t a game, though
when that bang blow and that flame glow, it’ll split your mango
turn your attic into jumanji, bulletproof your kangol
i’m robin y’all, no williams, victims fall into my board game
never speak on elo, cause that’s the lord’s name…him…
whom? i? just know that you can’t f-ck with me
i hold my nuts on the throne and stare at the crowd comfortably
a death sentence for anybody who comes for me
thinking they’re kevin bacon then i’ll be making a bacon feast
then i’ll just feed the east
elo!
pure…

chorus (repeat 2x)

verse 3: oscar o’neill
who is this man? where is he from? who can identify?
public enemy number one, solidified
catering to the fiends, serving music like its a vaccination
this is lyrical decapt-tion
about face! (attenhut!)
salute me next time you see me, fam
y’all n-ggas sweeter than lightskinned n-ggas on instagram
no holds barred, i’ll disregard your best work
fam, i’ll roll up to your funeral in a jets shirt
i set a higher standard, set the benchmark
and keep it real like your grandmother’s strechmarks
i don’t rap about letting techs spark
i steer clear, have myself a few beers and let the rest talk
making it hard to breathe for asthmatics
i got a bachelors degree in microphone mathematics
you could hate on a player, but you can’t knock the hustle
here’s some choice words for you hashtag f-ck you

chorus (repeat 2x)

[queens bound, a express]
this is…lefferts blvd
transfer is available to the q10 bus to jfk airport
ladies and gentlemen, this is the last stop on this train
all persons must leave the train and follow the instructions from the train crew for further service
thank you for riding with mta new york city transit

- oscar oneill

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