From the recording Desolate Lands

Lyrics

Hook

We take a slice of bread then we make a loaf/

The circles small, prick ya finger then you Take a oath

Art of war, we humble em and then we take control/

Raw no baking soda, dog, hope u takin notes/



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Rappin raw straight up out the Pyrex/
pockets bulgin like a bicep/that’s how I flex/
u got some gall/u think u hard, nah not at all/
u soft as a cotton ball/watch ya jaw/for I knock it off/
Im whippin words up in pots and jars/hard like chewin pasta raw/
flyin saucer bars/Every line inner connect/enter my mind/
my intellect energized/look alive cuz I been a threat/
relying on the God in me no mystery, I’m in the booth shootin like pistol Pete/
this a breeze/my whole life is like a lucid dream/
infectious like a new disease/got em sayin is who is/
Ayo it’s sub who u thought it was?/
got it out the mud most of y’all jus bought ya buzz/
you kno the fame is a grave addiction/I made something outta scraps like slaves and chitlins/



Verse 2 Dango Forlaine



Dope shit



Swan hypnosis I got explosives strapped to the house of the potus



(Take notice)



The goldsmith



Watch me hang niggas wit no rope



It’s the most potent



Virtuoso Like Josef



My island floating



Like Ali part seas like Moses



No rift between me and my team we taking oaths bitch



Swanny lead the culture



Telepathic force choke ya favorite rapper



Make him submit to the utmost





My scenery cutthroat



Greenery much growth



Profits abound exceedingly because my cuts gross



Off top,



Isis



Meteor strikes hit ya dome split ya wig like we tryna search for lice



It’s the Christ



Take a seat before ya get beheaded




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