CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Lokd in
Lightside, when I ride, I’m high in the Spirit
A maverick, defyin’ gravity wit’ fly lyrics
A catalyst, precede a cavalry of rhyme spitters
A strategist, to see His Majesty on high is the
Mission critical. We in it for the glory of
Israel’s pinnacle. We finna go Notorious on the instrumental
Like John Wick wit’ a pencil
We armed, clips are the scriptures
We gon’ get ya to listen Lokd in
Yo, call me an addict for bars
My rhymes string like guitars when I’m at it
Stedfastt like Fortnite’s last man standin’
I come crashin’ the track like
Dragon Ball Z, Vegeta’s Big Bang Attack!
Bpm ravaged, it’s tragic. Let me update my status
Murda she wrote, hashtag savage
Spittin’ acid on tracks like reptile when the beats classic
I do this for the King, nawmean? So don’t @ me
Like asthmatics I inhale, swallow the beat whole
Like Jonah and the whale, I won’t fold
A black sheep in the fold. I got peace in my soul
‘Cause I believe that the Son died and rose, like sun rise for sho
For those who’ve been chosen
We’re tokens of God’s mercy and grace, like saint Moses
The gospels my hope, and lost souls ain't posin’ a threat
Even if they stone me to death
A maverick, defyin’ gravity wit’ fly lyrics
A catalyst, precede a cavalry of rhyme spitters
A strategist, to see His Majesty on high is the
Mission critical. We in it for the glory of
Israel’s pinnacle. We finna go Notorious on the instrumental
Like John Wick wit’ a pencil
We armed, clips are the scriptures
We gon’ get ya to listen Lokd in
Yo, call me an addict for bars
My rhymes string like guitars when I’m at it
Stedfastt like Fortnite’s last man standin’
I come crashin’ the track like
Dragon Ball Z, Vegeta’s Big Bang Attack!
Bpm ravaged, it’s tragic. Let me update my status
Murda she wrote, hashtag savage
Spittin’ acid on tracks like reptile when the beats classic
I do this for the King, nawmean? So don’t @ me
Like asthmatics I inhale, swallow the beat whole
Like Jonah and the whale, I won’t fold
A black sheep in the fold. I got peace in my soul
‘Cause I believe that the Son died and rose, like sun rise for sho
For those who’ve been chosen
We’re tokens of God’s mercy and grace, like saint Moses
The gospels my hope, and lost souls ain't posin’ a threat
Even if they stone me to death
