Lhus Barz

[Intro]
Lord Lhus
Landlord

[Verse: Lord Lhus]
Yo, I'm rockin' bars like the prison system
Within the rhythm bring mad lyrics
Now son I'm 'bout to hit you with them
Check the lecture, the heat can't protect y'all
Electrify the airwaves like Nicolas Tesla
I been known as a bad sport
Find me after the bomb blast like a Syrian passport
Fast forward past the dumb style
And keep it movin' like Earth's orbit and bring your sun down
Only one crown that never come off the dome
Like a written freestyle you better leave it at home
Yo, I make heads bop 'til necks hurt, I wreck first
Bringin' heat to your back like summer in a sweatshirt
Straight up like tree growth
From where the zeros I need foes to keep me inspired
So I can seek flows
Now peep those words I'm tellin' you
I burn MCs in glass rooms, scrapin' and smoke the residue
You little lames probably run to cops
I hit you bitches from every angle like gang bang money shots
You don't wanna test the most high
Lord Lhus in a spot come as a threat like a drive-by
So who's the next battle rapper to speak threats?
They're non-existent like a North Korean's pay checks
'Cause I'm the boldest spitter, provin' how my flow deliver
Smoke a big L's in the street like Lamar coma's killer
I flow gorilla, your favorite rapper hate my shine
Get taken to school and murdered like this was Columbine
You fuckers ain't ready for me to spazz
I got lyrics ahead of time, bars they always seein' past
Can't even grasp how the music change
Shit is wack as fuck, heads will do anything for a little fame
That's why I had to bring it back to that essence
Send these rappers a message that I'm back
Bringin' that reckless, the best
Not talkin' today, I'm talkin' history
The best ever, never a rapper had wanted dance with me
But rappers fake, boast about their cash they spend
They get famous for bein' ass like Kim Kardashian
I'm rich now but honestly fuck the richest kids
Come at me 'bout money get knocked out like Stitches did
I'm takin' that, this beat? Son, I'm rapin' that
Take it back and cracks gettin' spit on a [?]
Play that and I like old school, fuck Pro Tools
Old fools keepin' it rugged like we supposed to
I been a beast son, it ain't nothin' new
Takin' you fool, kill you and walk free just like police do
You don't wanna cross the true sinner
Y'all pussies fake as fuck like Bruce Jenners
The new winner that stay comin' with the best flow
MCs better let go of the mics in my threshold
And most DJs today are past day
Ain't cuttin' shit like the sharp end of a grass blade
I spit swords and darts the nicest
Takin' the heads off my enemies cold like ISIS
Yo, rappers flawed, a lot of y'all shouldn't rap at all
While I reach across all lands and China's wall
A true nomad, learn it through observation
And cover more ground than British colonization
Still sick, almost twenty years deep
Got fiends beggin' for my new shit like when's the release?
So I'm in a rush to drop my new CD
So I can have you dicks bumpin' in like HPV
And fuck ABCs, I'm not inteligent
ACAB, the only alphabet that's relevant
So fuck the system while I bomb the rhythm
And keep it equal with all the people just like we in communism

You want bars son, you know where they at
It's Lord Lhus, I'm bringin' hip hop back
You want bars son, you know where they at
It's Lord Lhus, I'm bringin' hip hop back
You want bars son, you know where they at
It's Lord Lhus, I'm bringin' hip hop back
You want bars son, you know where they at
It's Lord Lhus, I'm bringin' hip hop back
Back, back, you're wack