Promised Land
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Promised Land Lyrics
[00:10.74] A yo I'm wanted dead by niggas that never killed nothing
[00:15.26] Can't stop, I'm still hustling, not gonna change topics
[00:18.81] Think it's time we deal with the real subject
[00:21.13] Niggas quick to destroy cause they never built nothing
[00:23.81] Come on, ask me some grown shit
[00:26.36] You'd rather ask me for a loan
[00:28.06] You see a nigga own?
[00:29.44] Instead of getting game, you'd rather ask me to hold shit
[00:32.61] And bone pick with the ones that actually own shit
[00:35.56] Every nigga in my faculty holding
[00:38.43] You can't expect hospitality from the homeless
[00:41.68] I still be rapping about old shit, but truth be told, I would hate to go back on them road trips
[00:47.36] Got a shooter that's gonna clap 'till it's over
[00:49.44] Tеn grand on your head, two for twenty like thе Applebee's poster
[00:53.05] If it's beef, I would have to need closure
[00:55.09] It's like World War II when you was the Japanese soldier, motherfucker
[00:59.60]
[01:00.40] Celebrating, come pour a drink, all white attire
[01:02.77] Drink ace of spades like it's Poland Spring
[01:04.71] Had a drunk man's vision with sober dreams
[01:07.03] I'm slow to speak, quick to listen, not pay attention
[01:09.79] But I sold it cheap, I had to set the mood
[01:12.05] I gave the naked truth, wore my heart on my sleeve
[01:14.83] Treat the booth like a dressing room, every illustration
[01:17.76] It's like my mind texting news, my pen is penetrating
[01:20.51] It's like I'm having sex with you
[01:22.38] Look, we was young wives that made us rich
[01:25.42] My crew remind you a drumline cause we come with sticks
[01:28.21] Niggas know when it's crunch time, that'll make you fit
[01:31.14] Every verse come with punchlines that'll make you flinch, yeah
[01:34.36] My shooters bring death to you from one stare
[01:37.54] Trigger finger moves look like I'm telling you to come here
[01:40.57] Niggas throw threats, expecting you to run scared
[01:43.09] We chop bodies and send the rest to you with one air
[01:47.17]
[00:15.26] Can't stop, I'm still hustling, not gonna change topics
[00:18.81] Think it's time we deal with the real subject
[00:21.13] Niggas quick to destroy cause they never built nothing
[00:23.81] Come on, ask me some grown shit
[00:26.36] You'd rather ask me for a loan
[00:28.06] You see a nigga own?
[00:29.44] Instead of getting game, you'd rather ask me to hold shit
[00:32.61] And bone pick with the ones that actually own shit
[00:35.56] Every nigga in my faculty holding
[00:38.43] You can't expect hospitality from the homeless
[00:41.68] I still be rapping about old shit, but truth be told, I would hate to go back on them road trips
[00:47.36] Got a shooter that's gonna clap 'till it's over
[00:49.44] Tеn grand on your head, two for twenty like thе Applebee's poster
[00:53.05] If it's beef, I would have to need closure
[00:55.09] It's like World War II when you was the Japanese soldier, motherfucker
[00:59.60]
[01:00.40] Celebrating, come pour a drink, all white attire
[01:02.77] Drink ace of spades like it's Poland Spring
[01:04.71] Had a drunk man's vision with sober dreams
[01:07.03] I'm slow to speak, quick to listen, not pay attention
[01:09.79] But I sold it cheap, I had to set the mood
[01:12.05] I gave the naked truth, wore my heart on my sleeve
[01:14.83] Treat the booth like a dressing room, every illustration
[01:17.76] It's like my mind texting news, my pen is penetrating
[01:20.51] It's like I'm having sex with you
[01:22.38] Look, we was young wives that made us rich
[01:25.42] My crew remind you a drumline cause we come with sticks
[01:28.21] Niggas know when it's crunch time, that'll make you fit
[01:31.14] Every verse come with punchlines that'll make you flinch, yeah
[01:34.36] My shooters bring death to you from one stare
[01:37.54] Trigger finger moves look like I'm telling you to come here
[01:40.57] Niggas throw threats, expecting you to run scared
[01:43.09] We chop bodies and send the rest to you with one air
[01:47.17]
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