Smoke DZA, Pete Rock, Dave East - Limitless lyrics

[Smoke DZA, Pete Rock, Dave East - Limitless lyrics]

Y'all ready for the rest of
The show? Everybody say yeah
I say you ready for the rest
Of the show? Everybody say yeah
Are you ready? So right now
Stand up on your feet
Stand up motherfuckers, stand up
Because coming to the stage
He needs no introduction

Big meals at Frankie & Johnny's
I tip generous
Ain't no ceilings for DZA, my shit limitless
Out of body experience
Wait, jump back in my temple, I got a vision
Is this killer shit?
Whole lotta commas is what you dealing with
The main event
Don't even mention them other cats to me
They came and went
Lost case, competition locked in a cross face
Grip tight
Pissed like Tony when he lost on a horse race
Travel abroad safe, the Lord's great
Righteous, been blessed since diapers
For the lookers' and the likers'
The boy dead Syria, nigga
Watch how they ISIS
The nicest, underrated, overrated
Fuck the ratings
Who debate? Then screw your opinions
See what the people saying
God gotta watch for Satan
I operate in silence keep the peace
But niggas only respect violence
Hammer play, Greg Valentinein'
And I'm shining, i earned this
O's burning, most sermons continue steaming
I planned this back since ridin'
Filthy on a Major Deegan
You gotta kill 'em and
Leave 'em breathing sometimes
Give 'em a tour through stress valley
Make sure it's scenic and grime
Gold glasses filled, my wine spilt
How can niggas stand there and downplay
All that shit that I built?
Fuck it, everything is signed, sealed
I'm just reflectin'
I leave the credit for the bill collectors
DZA

It ain't no limit to this life I'm living
Champagne spilling, bunch of topless women
I wake up like I just got to get it
I'm limitless
Never find something real as this
Ain't no limit to this life I'm living
Champagne spilling, bunch of topless women
I wake up like I just got to get it
I'm limitless
Never find something real as this

I'm in the pole, 29, 000 feet from concrete
Chief chief like my big uncle from Long Beach
Bumping Commodores
Running through the pack like Marshall Faulk
Like a boss, I cop 10 like Masha'Allah
George Kush 'bout to twist the martial law
You don't even run your own life
What you talking for?
God damn, lil homie up north kept shooting
Hot hand
Here come the police, I'm seeing red lights
Roxanne
Big drum thumping like a rock band, woah
Watch a nigga paint the picture
Young Vince Van Gogh
Highlight reel, highlight show 5 Mic flow
Gotta see further than your eyesight go
I call the iso, young big homie
You got it right though
Last of the poets, gotta
Fight the good fight, bro
Kush god, I like dough, the idol
Lobster and rock obscure Lo y'all know
Switch to some custom shit
And change the pace
Presidential crowns with the shiny face

There ain't no limit to this life I'm living
Champagne spilling, bunch of topless women
I wake up like I just got to get it
I'm limitless
Never find something real as this
There ain't no limit to this life I'm living
Champagne spilling, bunch of topless women
I wake up like I just got to get it
I'm limitless
Never find something real as this

Don't smoke rock don't smoke rock
Uh, yeah, come on, hahaha, that's right

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