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Correct Land Of The Dark Lyrics
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Correct Land Of The Dark
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[Chorus x2] Came in the game as a young nigga tryna' get guap From the land of the dark play it smart or yo' ass get popped Gotta roll with the pole in the van with the bros totin' Glocks Had to grind to the top non-stop now we got shit locked [Verse 1] Real nigga checkin' in Pounds of that loud is what I was investing in Ambitious as I've ever been I sold specimens while I was fly like a pelican Rap god you know how I'm rockin' the devil keep knockin' I try not to let him in I give hell to the demons that's meddlin' only a fool talk shit with no evidence They sick in the head like ring worms & speakin' the truth is the medicine Kidnap em for questionin', then watch him go nuts in the trunk like an elephant He gon' talk David Letterman, while you beg for yo' life don't insult my intelligence Make you open yo' mouth, stick my weapon in light your shit up I think I'm Thomas Edison. AH! Started off in my dad's house, then to the trap house once I started getting that cash out Garbage bags full of weight but to my next door neighbors look like I was takin' the trash out Turn my pain and my struggle into hustlin' bubble now I got that bag now I get paid just to spazz out, lyrics so hot when I made them thank god I didn't pass out What's your IQ in the streets what you gon do with this beef Think everything cool you gon see better learn how to move with the heat I lay right by my tool when I sleep, ready to put two in a creep Then they cover you up with sheets, link back up with my crew then we eat [Chorus x2] [Verse 2] Bitch I'm a maverick, used to do magic with a pencil and a tablet Now I got it mastered, my craft is vast and shapeless these haters can't grasp it I been had that bag bitch, all up in traffic, flipping money like gymnastics If shit got as dry as a desert no joke couple niggas got poked like a cactus Man I'm too galactic never lost focus real niggas they don't get distracted Haters not in my bracket, they gon need; Jesus, themself, and a whole lot of practice They think they gon' come up off dissing me They cannot fuck with me lyrically I make whoever hear me remember me I black out then I go on a killing spree I got bars like they sentence me no penitentiary, I know these fuck niggas sick of me My .45 got a lemon squeeze, I be swaggin' like I come from Italy I told bro and em get money by any means Then show them what I meant like parentheses I made Benjamin Franklin sprint to me, we so close you would think he's some kin of me Oh yeah I had some friends turn to enemies, then I turned Two-face into Mr. Freeze I showed up but I didn't show no sympathy Pussy niggas got smoked like a chimney I come from the land where it's dark at Had to learn how to swim where them sharks at They sell rocks on the blocks all while dodgin' the cops, totin' Glocks and the opps who we spark at [Chorus x3]
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