A$AP Ferg - Lord (ft. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony) (Audio, Lyrics) - Lyrics
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Throwback to A$AP Ferg's 2013 song "Lord" featuring Bone Thugs-N-Harmony.
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While there are power moves in all facets of life, one of hip-hop's most admirable is when an upcoming artist brings a legendary act into the fold for a collaboration.
And that's exactly what A$AP Ferg did seven years ago when he connected with Bone Thugs-N-Harmony to conjure the regal banger "Lord" for his debut album Trap Lord.
At once signaling Ferg's personal tastes as well as his respect for the game's OGs, in one fell swoop the pseudo-title-track bridged a generational gap in style.
Seeing as this is the Bone Thugs we're talking about, Ferg made sure to queue them up with an instrumental simultaneously uptempo and dark in nature.
And though Ferg can't quite match the group's dexterity, his bouncy flow is the perfect warm-up before the floodgates are opened entirely.
Though the standout Bone verse tends to be a matter of preference, it's hard not to appreciate Bizzy's ridiculously rapid-fire delivery.
A$AP Ferg - Lord (ft.
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony) (prod.
Ian Davis & Crystal Caines) Lyrics.
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] I ain't never had shit Not a pot to piss, window to throw it out of Sherm got me high, get your ass in the shower Took one pull, shit, told her it wasn't sour Hit a double drum chant getting louder Chant getting louder (Louder) Mulan bitch wanna fuck for an hour Start sucking dick, bitch, enough of the powder Come fuck with this bougie nigga Come fuck with this bougie nigga High fashion, Ksubi nigga You fuck with them booty niggas 'Cause you fuck with them booty niggas Now Fergie all up in your groupie, nigga Reincarnation of Master Fard Elijah Muhammad reside in my heart Diss and I'll blow, and shouts from Allah Knowledge was born with science, young lord Tripping yourself is no valish, young lord Study your scriptures and follow your God Life in the trap I know times will get hard I'll pick up your life, just abide by the Lord [Bridge: A$AP Ferg] Abide by the Lord Abide by the Lord Abide by the Lord (Alright!) [Verse 2: Flesh-N-Bone] You 'bout to get it from a general, I don't know if they can hear me though Don’t you niggas ever bother tryna see me, I'm a criminal Oh Lord, once he's in the sight of a scope I'ma let them have it when I sever Damn, he wants to make me set it off I'ma bury you motherfuckers without a coffin Never taking no shorts, we never taking no losses When you're dealing with my crew, A$AP, Bone, yeah, we bosses Anybody with a bone to pick Now when I level my charge, I'm damn sure to make it stick You must be looking to suffer, well I'ma make it quick Gotta train load of 'ish that’ll make ya sick I'm here to wipe 'em out quicker than a pandemic Bone came original, not a gimmick, can you dig it? Hell yeah they can dig it while I'm sitting on my throne Steady laughing at you niggas trying to get it (Get it, get it) [Verse 3: Bizzy Bone] Man, I'm runnin 'til the end of this and I don't give a fuck if I was 86'd A muthafucka play me like I'm Canibus I'm ready for the battle like I'm takin' Diz I'm never gonna take it in and nobody can break it in As-salamu alaykum for the bacon and a little bit of coke I put the cake in and it's certified dope Having anything to do with it, we selling every rock that they can smoke So take a toke and I'ma rake it in, Pillsbury the dough To the dome like I'm seeking through the soul Like I'm peeking through the soul But I'm reekin like our reefer, rather keep up with her, go straight to the dro Creeping on 'em, peeping on 'em, leave 'em in the zone They don't even really know Looking on 'em, keeping on 'em, taking every foe For the love of the money, I gotta reap in what I sow But I keep it what I know for the ending of the row, gotta go, will I go? When I get it I'ma know to follow my known foe Know Cali and know Coe, my caliber lock and load Alabaster box when I cock and I crow Got a Glock and I'm Bone Thug, where you wanna flow? To the clock and the time zone Spirit gon' fly, all y'all niggas dead to the life force cyclones Right now when they hydro What about the well known Cairo? [Verse 4: Layzie Bone] Got 'em stuck in the grave I'm on the grind full time, never rest to get paid A little hustling mothafucka put the brush to the face I cut the braids, hit the stage, now they looking amazed I went from cooking the yay to hundred thousand dollar shows Got a booking today and I'ma split it with my bros Gotta get it how we go, come meet me with the pros No, I'm never gonna fold, watch the bank account grow If it ain't about dough, then it ain't about jack And I'ma take it like I want it, I ain't giving it back I get us in with a stack and then I get on attack I'm like the Tasmanian Devil, nigga bigger than Shaq Call the reaper, get the shovel, I'm a certified rebel In a league of my own and that's a whole nother level Nothing's free, I never settle, keep the pedal to the metal When them haters in my rearview, hello, hello [Verse 5: Krayzie Bone] Burn! Baby, let it burn, now it's my turn I get in a nigga's system like a hundred vials of sherm And then I kill 'em with two thousand words in two minutes You never heard another nigga spit it like my niggas Yeah, but you heard 'em try to get it but they couldn’t get it quicker than the realest Man, they thinking they can deal with this and knock me out my rhythm But I’m never gonna be the fuckin' victim 'Cause I’d rather be the suspect, haven't I given them enough yet? Can't they understand they ain't dealing with a punk bitch? One quick move and it's murder And I'ma serve a nigga exactly what he deserving A$AP, but wait a minute I'm prolly one of the sickest niggas that ever did it, I'm in it 'cause I'ma win it I'ma mothafuckin' lyrical tyrant, pivotal giant of this shit And I do way more than just twist the words You better listen and observe how I rip the verb Niggas get the nerve to run up on me but my shit's superb I’ll probably hit a nigga once 'fore he hit the curb So get at me, I'm kinda trigger happy When it come to shootin' my gift, I'm like a .44 magnum, stag one Backin' em up, body bag full of niggas' wack raps That’s wack so I'm stacking em up Kray Jack in the cut, still got a little bit of murder for 'em Murderous poet, I create a bloody murder poem So when they run up on me, nigga, be ready to show em Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum, rum rum rum rum [Outro: Bizzy Bone] Yo, before this project We’d like to thank the Most High On behalf of the A$AP Mob, Bone Thug and all in attendance Knowing that all things belong to those For the cleanliness and the power, the first in the nation To prove who they are Through infinity, through eternity, through time span Standing, one man, if you hold my hand, hold my hand (Make sure it's a hand) With all things around me, I will never win I won’t win with angels, I won’t win with the brothers I won’t win with Rome, I won’t win with Sodom and Egypt (I keep a corpse close to my home) Let us roll, tell them why we did what we did, if we did In Jesus name, Amen Crystal Caines