Rozz Dyliams - Jesus Christ lyrics
[Rozz Dyliams - Jesus Christ lyrics]
Go for the goal go for the gold
Go for
I got my first drum machine back in 04’
I drop shit with no promotion and no tour
I’m notorious but more like folklore
Score dope then I flow more so pure
Funky sonic soul force
Many projects in the bag, in the bag
Used to live in Kentucky roaches
And raps in my pad
But now I’m back on the west coast
I’m so central theo Cleveland
Ross he the new Cochise in
I’m telling it all and I’m all in
Buying advertising space in a
Magazine doesn’t equal ballin’
Get it like me
I’m digging for heater or kicking
It at the train station
Props to the station agent sometimes I feel
Like I’m caught in the matrix
Or lost up in space with a Kenny G playlist
But none of my friends can say shit
Because we got our own little vices
We like to play with
Most people in my life think that I’m aimless
As I battle the delusion of being A-list
Jesus Christ do you know who I am
If I’m not on the list
Can you check the shit twice jesus Christ
Do you know who I am
I got pride for where I’m from
Just get me to where I need to be at
I’m still dripped out as ever
Pants sagging and I’m bone zagging
One Man Band but I never
Jumped on a bandwagon such a loner
You think that I resided up state in
A damn foxfire lumber jack cabin dag nabbit
Even when my bitch got gym
Shorts on she look like jessica Rabbit
Drop it off give me some I gotta have it
I reside with illegal immigrants
And heroin addicts i’m not here to make art
I’m in the game to cause static with it
I’m active stacking digit's
You rappers like a pack a midgets
All small tryna master shit
You can’t get with my home is Hip-Hop so
All my shit's indigenous
You couldn’t get your weight up if
You literally slacked on fitness
I’m not concerned about
What it is or what it isn’t
I know what I’m doing but I
Want you to do is listen
Jesus Christ (jesus)
Do you know who I am (do you?)
If I’m not on the list (if I’m not on it)
Can you check the shit twice (door man)
Jesus Christ (dripped out)
Do you know who I am (do you?)
I got pride for where I’m from (yuh yuh)
Just get me to where I need to be at
(destination)
Go for
I got my first drum machine back in 04’
I drop shit with no promotion and no tour
I’m notorious but more like folklore
Score dope then I flow more so pure
Funky sonic soul force
Many projects in the bag, in the bag
Used to live in Kentucky roaches
And raps in my pad
But now I’m back on the west coast
I’m so central theo Cleveland
Ross he the new Cochise in
I’m telling it all and I’m all in
Buying advertising space in a
Magazine doesn’t equal ballin’
Get it like me
I’m digging for heater or kicking
It at the train station
Props to the station agent sometimes I feel
Like I’m caught in the matrix
Or lost up in space with a Kenny G playlist
But none of my friends can say shit
Because we got our own little vices
We like to play with
Most people in my life think that I’m aimless
As I battle the delusion of being A-list
Jesus Christ do you know who I am
If I’m not on the list
Can you check the shit twice jesus Christ
Do you know who I am
I got pride for where I’m from
Just get me to where I need to be at
I’m still dripped out as ever
Pants sagging and I’m bone zagging
One Man Band but I never
Jumped on a bandwagon such a loner
You think that I resided up state in
A damn foxfire lumber jack cabin dag nabbit
Even when my bitch got gym
Shorts on she look like jessica Rabbit
Drop it off give me some I gotta have it
I reside with illegal immigrants
And heroin addicts i’m not here to make art
I’m in the game to cause static with it
I’m active stacking digit's
You rappers like a pack a midgets
All small tryna master shit
You can’t get with my home is Hip-Hop so
All my shit's indigenous
You couldn’t get your weight up if
You literally slacked on fitness
I’m not concerned about
What it is or what it isn’t
I know what I’m doing but I
Want you to do is listen
Jesus Christ (jesus)
Do you know who I am (do you?)
If I’m not on the list (if I’m not on it)
Can you check the shit twice (door man)
Jesus Christ (dripped out)
Do you know who I am (do you?)
I got pride for where I’m from (yuh yuh)
Just get me to where I need to be at
(destination)