Tom: Bb minor
Verse 1
Stranded, sweat on my brow
and rage in my heart.
But I continued up that piece
of shit mountain.
Now, I don't know if it was the
blazing sun beating down on me or
just my mind playing tricks on me
but... I began to
feel the gaze of a thousand eyes
preying down on me.
Reality began to set in.
But this reality isn't actuality in this
fucked up,
twisted and contorted spit of land.
Now i've heard the stories bout'
men never coming back,
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and the few that did, well,
they weren't men so much,
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not after what had been done to them.
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I traveled through the valley
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of Savages where ill hearted
vultures outweigh the innocence
of what mankind used to be.
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And yet I knew,
this was only the beginning.
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Y'all know me Still the same
Verse 2
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old Siege,
everything low- key
Chasing fame,
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aint shit really changed but the
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name but the flow still so unholy
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Need a Jolie nigga middle
finger to the police
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Mad at me because I actually had
some dreams passed
bagging up groceries
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Now days everybody wanna talk,
been a king since I learned how to walk
Get down low mother
still stay blinded
Welcome to the place where
everything timeless
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Born in the wild, please don't mind us
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Cause when you in the jungle you
can't tame lions, God
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Going dumb on the beat,
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pack come through leave blood on street
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Only thing left is bones in our teeth,
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everything on fire that's
gorgeous to me
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What can I say yo a man's gotta eat
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I done seen good friends just
lie through their teeth
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Keep shit real no snakes in the team man
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Your ass can't grow till' you
yank all the weeds
Hold up, stop the rhyme
I aint in a rush got lots of time
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I aint never really been the talking kind
than Optimus Prime
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Shady ass dudes can't stop the shine,
doing lots of crime
While the innocent men
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The real Wasteland aint hard to find
Verse 3
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contract after contract and still
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nothing was full proof.
It was time to cut their throats
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before they slit mine.
It was more than about
saving the girl and
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bringing her back, nah,
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Be cause you see in the Wasteland
respect is the only
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dignity a man has left when dealing
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There's really only two types
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and monsters; and these mother
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fuckers... they was monsters.
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Y'all know us Still saying
Verse 4
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real stuff
Aint shit changed up
where the demons live
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I just wanna stay real like Geppetto's kid
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Turn up the bass hoe raise the mids,
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see even as a kid I saw lots of shit
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People thought I never would
amount to shit
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A blood test only time you niggas positive
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Now days everybody wanna talk,
got bars like a hand full of chalk
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They say I got em' up in arms,
God damn,
frankly i'm shocked
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Politicking, we just want
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to know if God is listening
This what happens when too
many fathers missing
Heating up and you dudes
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can't stop the friction
Never cut a man's throat but the
thought is tempting
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I'm a son of a gun guess that means
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i'm a bullet, my shit is the truest
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I wonder if Lincoln would sit in that
would change up the future
A thousand more years couldn't
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Can't see the truth till' you
change the visor
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The truth aint always as far as it seems,
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aint nothing but sand in the
land of the Kings
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As the winds lashed across
Verse 5
her soft skin I
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glanced upon the work I
did; 5 dead men,
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but the only one I overlooked was
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the only one that mattered.
The same knife that was pressed
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against her neck
was now eight inches deep in
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the center of my back.
Face down,
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sand turned red she left me for dead,
as I watched her walk further
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Now, if there's one thing
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the industry, she's a real
Outro 1
fuckin' bitch.
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