Kanye West, Yasiin Bey, Swizz Beatz, Raekwon - Lord Lord Lord lyrics

Yeah, yeah, there it go, there it is
This, is something special (uh huh, yeah)
This, is something new (it's an amazing time)
This, is something special (look around)
This, is something new
(the power of observation)

Marvels and frights and strange delights
Attributes, properties
Disciplines and novelties
Ecstatic patterns in the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided by and for the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating
Through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright to fade
Dead wrong pageantry, lottery and games
Sleight of hand provided by
Extravagant and fake
The carnival tilt bell the hustle for the age
They clutch what they covet
What must they give away?


Who was uninvited who was asked
To come and stay? Surprise, it's your life
It's your business anyway so please
Pardon these and such curious minds
Peace, safe passage
Precious time hither and gone
The day of days, Yawm al-Qiyāmah
This tiny stone illuminated by a star
The only star so large, many more
To make our largest star show small
Furthermore
The end is not the end no stop but a pause
And what we can witness isn't
All there is at all
Custom mock of a scotch and pork chops
The passion, expansion
The order of the random
See the dreamers, see the sleepers
Why'd you wake them? Sweet Jesus
Enlighten the Earth, seek heaven first
Let's put in this work

Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord (this, is something special)
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
(this, is something new)
Lord, Lord (this, is something special) lord

Her heels set the mood
Where did you acquire those Alaïas?
When I met you I heard Jesus, bells
Strings and the choir
I got lines that's better
Than niggas' albums, plural
The king of the urban make
Your shit sound rural
She said I hit it so deep she need a epidural
Them other niggas have you
Looking like a squirrel now that's nuts
I only hang with white boys
That like black sluts
Tell them Plain Pat yo that track sucks
We ain't dissing you
But you in the position to play
Something for us to listen to
I'm trying to worry about my
Scratch minus the crabs
I ain't stopping for you
Niggas like yellow cabs
I got scripts so why we need a movie?
And if I'm a douche
Then put me in your coochie
I swear they shoulda never gave
These niggas loose leaf
And excuse me if I'm trapped by the boobies
Booby trap, holla back

Lord, Lord
(you know, AK on the lamp like what's that?)
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
(huh? Click clack)
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
(this, is something special)
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
(this, is something new) lord

All white Bentley, I call that mama
My life crazy, like Obama's
You talk slick? Well I'm Osama
Bin Laden, I'm what's happening
I get it cracking
All black Carbon, on my wrist, yeah
It's gonna take you a couple
Years to get this here
Thank AP, well they thank me
And I be mad too, if you ain't me
Call me Mr dean, or Mr boss
See me riding clean, in a Rolls Royce
Niggas talking funny, that's old money
Niggas looking crazy, but they talking funny
Nowadays rappers, they like bloggers
You see me? I'm a bank hogger
Coming through your hood, in a Brinks truck
With 25s on it like what the fuck?
100 feet and better, what the fuck you stick?
Paparazzi on the water with
The fuck you stick
My face got the "fuck you pricks"
My beats go hard like fuck you dicks
Pouring champagne damn thing
See me rocking suede, nigga, in the damn rain
Ain't a damn thing, money ain't a damn thing
Ask Yeezy and Mos, we do the goddamn thing

Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Get down with the precious leathers
Lord, Lord (this, is something special)
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
(this, is something new)
Lord, Lord (this, is something special) lord

Aiyyo, open glass on my fingers
I sit back like I'm caged
But still caking, my niggas is hating
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's 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
Nonbelievers no game
I'm zooted down, rolling a spliff, maxing
Flaming like wheels got traction, I'm sun
He's attractive
Guaranteed to service the real niggas
Out cruising in a Volvo
A duffle for dolo, buffy polo
A blow house is where I resided once
Live amongst fiends, counting currency
Hitting blunts
Only to hear the door rumble, grab the 4
Hope it ain't the law or maybe
Some nigga trying to score

Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord (Lord)
L-Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord (Lord, Lord)
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord (Lord, Lord, Lord) Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord! Uh, hey
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
L-L-L-L-L-L-Lord, Lord
Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord
Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, hahahah
That's kind of how this rap was pieced
Hahahah most definitely this rap was pieced