SLAINE - Landscapes lyrics

rate me

From Roslindaley to Philly to anywhere on the map really

I been spitting real raps like a bastard

Clapping with the Mac milli

What’s happening is I’m actually stacking

Strictly re-enacting life graphically

I’ve been challenging these cats to come and ask with me

If they can but they can’t cause I’m that shifty

My army is too large, my conscience been drowning

I dumped his ass in the fuking lake, he never been found

And I’ve been down and out, rose out of my own ashes

The rest of you’s is stupid as dogs sniffing your own asses

When I was grown I seen holmes making his own acid

Sniffing coke with his folks then coming home plastered

I seen suicides, overdoses, and chrome blasted

I war with people who wanted me in my own casket

I made it out alive in stereo to stare at you

The Dimock to seven-figures right here in America

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Ghetto landscapes, where a man is determined by how much a man make

Lost Cauze lyrical leviathon, literally leave your limbs

Littered laying in the lion’s den

Lying men make we want to fire ten into their spine and limbs

Buy them a fuking heart, you got beef then don’t deny it then

fuck a fair one, air gun share some

The MAC make a fat ... leap like Air Pun

God rest the dead but God bless your head (no homo)

And my dojo is calm, breath, and lead

I sit in a dank basement blowing bank statements

On a dank fragrance planning my next invasion

Like Slaine in The Town flick, quick as a hundred rounds spit

You fucking pussy cats, I’m a hundred pound pit

Astounding rocking a hoodie make of hound’s skin

My balls, your broad loves her lips around them

A .... say he fucking with me, he a clown then

You should kill yourself for even hanging around him

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I rose above everything they threw at the kid

Pops dead, no fucking bread, doing the bid

I had a choice, I could rhyme or put two in your wig

Cause an option for me was never pursuing a gig

Yeah I made demos, they spit in my face, begin again

I started having reservations like an Indian

I’m a man of God but I started to sin again

Cause mother fuckers was sleeping on me like Lithium

It’s a lot of years later I’m still nice with the hands

I’m a dick to my people but I’m nice to the fans

Some other rappers talk shit but they rightfully stand

Dig in the same fucking place where they rightfully stand

Me and Slaine been around the fucking world together

Drinking bottles, sniffing something, fucking girls together

And the objective is to take over the world together

And the objective is to take over the world together

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