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Rozz Dyliams – Jesus Christ lyrics
[Verse 1]
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
[Hook]
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
[Verse 2]
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 digits
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 shits 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
[Hook]
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 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
[Hook]
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
[Verse 2]
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 digits
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 shits 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
[Hook]
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)
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