Move Forward The LOX
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[Chorus: scratches by DJ Premier]
The L dot O dot X, dot at the end
Basically, I grind with the grimiest
Challenge my city to break bread, move forward
The L dot O dot X, dot at the end
Basically, I grind with the grimiest
Challenge my city to break bread, move forward
[Break: Sheek Louch]
Woo! Ayo Preem, we had to do it again, right?
Crazy, nigga
[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Yo, gun clap, stay strapped, this is Preemo rap
Guerilla guru, bullets through you
You wish voodoo on my career
That hard shit you hardly hear
Get out the car, make a drink, dump a cigar
Walk in your label like "fuck your A&R" (haha)
'Cause he don't know the meaning of dope
And he looking for a one-hit-wonder that's cleaner than a bar of soap
Ha this is LOX to the grave 'til its ashes in the urn
Or the candles burn
I don't mingle, I ain't loving your single
I ain't taking no Instagram pic, nigga, get off my dick
And I ain't hating, I ain't grumpy, I'm rich
Even chicks, if she ain't real, fuck that bitch
The foundation, it's like we never took a vacation
Being dope all these years around these squares
You know my team, drop that, Preem
The L dot O dot X, dot at the end
Basically, I grind with the grimiest
Challenge my city to break bread, move forward
The L dot O dot X, dot at the end
Basically, I grind with the grimiest
Challenge my city to break bread, move forward
[Break: Sheek Louch]
Woo! Ayo Preem, we had to do it again, right?
Crazy, nigga
[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Yo, gun clap, stay strapped, this is Preemo rap
Guerilla guru, bullets through you
You wish voodoo on my career
That hard shit you hardly hear
Get out the car, make a drink, dump a cigar
Walk in your label like "fuck your A&R" (haha)
'Cause he don't know the meaning of dope
And he looking for a one-hit-wonder that's cleaner than a bar of soap
Ha this is LOX to the grave 'til its ashes in the urn
Or the candles burn
I don't mingle, I ain't loving your single
I ain't taking no Instagram pic, nigga, get off my dick
And I ain't hating, I ain't grumpy, I'm rich
Even chicks, if she ain't real, fuck that bitch
The foundation, it's like we never took a vacation
Being dope all these years around these squares
You know my team, drop that, Preem
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