Martin Malota - Oh Lorde (Royals Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] I didn't reside by the Hollywood sign No scripts provided, we never rehearsed sides Just ad-libbing and improvised living I'm giving you first accounts over synthesized rhythms Lived in the valley in the shadow of d**h Holding our breath, just hoping it ain't the last one left We made due and paid dues. We paid dudes dues That's due for the do that we used too Dark provided the stark, so I ignited the spark Fire would start…I'd depart from Canoga Park That inspired the art, the desire and heart Mired by the higher that I got, it'd require a drop It soon would stop and as soon as the balloon popped I found myself praying to the saints in the boondocks On the block with a new bop on some doo wop Reciting every line of 2Pac's, holding a shoe box I still see no changes, besides being almost famous But the way that the game is… They'd rather hear me come out with some fake sh** And I'm The One, but I am not the one to be played with [Hook] But every song's like gold teeth, Grey Goose, trippin' in the bathroom Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair [Verse 2] Facts tell the story but the fiction got you listening The pistol pop and riches got you wish it was your history And this is not a mystery. You ain't a Sherlock, holmes Y'all b**hes isn't sh** to me, I've heard y'all songs And at the same and running concurrent, they reached a verdict That I murdered the track with my rap, collect insurance I'm pleading not guilty and I'm reppin' myself The devil's advocate of rap, resurrected from hell And there's a lot of things I've kept to myself This is confessions of fire, I'm wired differently my presence is felt Before I emerge murder a verse and bury the whole earth Within itself, I guess I have a story to tell k** every track that I'm on and you can tell by the smell It's Rigor Mortis. Other LPs are left on the shelf It's Winter Warz b**h. And I ain't none to f** with, myself Though this is Verbal Intercourse and yo It Ain't Hard To Tell The rest of y'all come after me. The whole hood in back of me Loosen up the screws, push you fools off the balcony And I don't have to read, shoot, look at the casualties A picture's worth a thousand words open a magazine [Hook] But every song's like gold teeth, Grey Goose, trippin' in the bathroom Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair [Verse 3] I'm on a different stream of consciousness Sending your whole team to wack rappers anonymous Autonomous anomaly, M bodied it Get that Miyagi-Do, kick flows, I'm Karate Kid There's many an errant branch in your Banzai I always stay ahead of the game, call me off-sides The Skywalker, if I come to the Darkside The Empire strikes last and everyone all dies b**h I'm Albanian, we all got mob ties We're all named Marko. We could all go outside Or we could do this like some gentlemen and represent Unless you got some friends with weapons, it's best that you just end it then And if you do, you'd better send them in We're all freedom fighters, sh**, we practically invented it Double Headed eagle, all red everything Including everyone one of y'all, we all dead everything [Outro – Tennis Courts Remix] Ku je Shqipe? I can't call it. Today's another weak day Another day in the life and the week's been a replay The streets seem to speak all that “he say” and “she say” And the weak need to sleep. I'm laying underneath the freeway Awake in my lions den, the violence is music to my ears Bloody violins. I'm used to all the tears The fear's all replaced by the clear state of mind I'm in I did some soul searching, couldn't find mine inside of it...