Bad Lands (Explicit)

Walk light

For these are the bad lands

Bad lands

These are the bad lands

Bad seed

Castor bare of soil

Weeds run free through the golden oil

Milk outside

It's bound to spoil

Know a couple bad girls 'n they all adore you

Somethin' to assure you

We'll secure you

The television say they can do that for you

Wanna go to sleep

Gotta seek a d**g

Shorty on the street thinks her man's a thug

Went and got shot 'cause he need the pub

Record blew on up

Tell you life is rough

Mama ain't home

Daddy doin' dirt

Lil' jimmy got the fo' fifth from the shirt

'Bout to go berserk

Just needs some guidance

But in the bad lands

The results are violent

Rhymin' on the corner using gun shots for snares

Bad enough lands to make punk rockers care

They don't give a f**k just like we don't give a f**k

Righteous man get bucked and some stopped to stare

Blood on they backs 'cause they ran

Just a grub on scraps

No daps

Mean loves n' a slug in the air

How many beefs wore to the point where everybody eats when it's over

That's rare

And in a prayer

I begged the all mighty to spare

My daughter from fake thugs

Real d**gs

And players

I've been around that s**t and I'm embarrassed

You been a town jester

That's careless

Perilous pits I've dodged like it's my job

They worship twisted gods and spit facades

To get that wad

What will you do

Lie

Cheat

Steal

Kill

Till it kills you

Tumble weeds and twisted tales

These the bad lands where the angels fail

Bad lands

Make money

Try to stop the fear

If you think it ain't real

Then you ain't been here

Bad lands

This is a place where babies are hooked on d**gs

Before they see the light of day

A land where doctors'll necessarily cut them out their mothers' stomachs

Just to make more pay

Their fathers run away

Consumed with the most ignorant s**t you can think of

'Cause it's been dangled in front their faces like a carrot to an a*s

But still they know better

They're just too scared to be outcasts

It ain't about past

Let's talk present and future

F**k presidents

What do you do with your power

Your control

Control yourself

Going dumb's not really a movement

You're really going dumb

Look at the s**t they play on the radio

And got the nerve to wonder why rappers keep dying in the streets

Stop putting 2pac and biggie on magazines until you understand the significance of why they died

Don't ya'll get it

Humans are bigger than they're supposed to be

Check yourself before you come out the house holdin' a piece

Runnin' off at the mouth

Sayin' trendy s**t like yes sir and ye ye

Like it's the only thing you know

Yea

That s**t is fun but don't let it be the only thing you know

Ultimately

It won't get you anywhere and trying to get out of here

Leave these bad lands behind

Get in touch with my spirit

My body

And mind

Cuz I'm divine

And if no one ever told you you were

Well you are

And that's it