Lyrics:
I'ma tell the truth
Ridin' with this nickel 45, ain't no 22
Pull the trigger, it's a homicide, kill like half your crew
Fire spittin', you are not that
Ooh this that new ey, wash down (This is the remix)
Let me put it down for town
I used to put them birds in and out of town
She said your new shit
blind to deception, only
Sharp with perfection, homey, your mind is a weapon
Relax, you got your muscles tight, relax
Word, word
First we told
Your new lesson is to realize the mission when you hear it
Emceein, see I got this in my spirit
I got verses like Mahalia singin church hymns
So
school
They pay to put you in the classes
It's your chance to reach the masses
CHORUS
This ain't no trip to a foreign land
This ain't no trip
you can hit me back, just to chat
Sincerely your biggest fan Max, this is Dan
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning
of excuses. RISE.
This is next level
Held us back for too long
Need our cut like a bad lawn.
I promise they done stepped on the wrong land mine.
Got too many
to the land of Abraham
This land's your land, this land's my land
The blacker the black man, the better the next man
(Yo, some nappy heads need to check
cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by
Just wait in line
Your shots just to slow
For this race
I'm dodging with head space
I've been around Max Payne
It feels like ghost train
On the bridge
novelists
Picture this like hieroglyphics on the finest papyrus
The world is ours but it's devoured by the hour
Spread the scripture like Egyptians while
oh oh oh
What you need is
A bit of dust
In your wings lift
You up up up
Till you scream this
I pledge allegiance
To the land of delinquents
Lets go
La
But the concept of guilty by association really don’t apply to this
Ride with us
Ominous feelin’ the nighttime
Bet you catch a vibe that I fathered,
your windows Apimpnamedvarg is at your door
Got a text from Max said he smoking by the shore
Watching Halloween with Myers creep in the night
Drive into
Bible right up on my night stand
Angels right by my side that's my right hand
I told God I'm ready when the flight lands
Let it be your will your flight
this Hennessy dick
She was classy to the max c little thotty to a minimum
Had a stripper name fragrance Peaches and Cinnamon
Marveled by drip but her
Three shots to the brain got my mind blurry
Every body in this worlds in a fucking hurry
Everything in this life is faded to the max
Everything in
to the land of Abraham
This land's your land, this land's my land
The blacker the black man, the better the next man
(Yo, some nappy heads need to check
play by the rules
Created the system to build on the backs of the poor
I would call that abuse
Home of the brave land of the free
Murica ain’t neva been
nigga, that these kids call an imposter
Maybe I've been sounding like a counterfeit rapper
Let me switch it up and let em capture
This is not the land
to my arms
Take my hand
I'm full of grace
Lay your troubles over me
Feel the beat of my heart.
This is the end for mankind
There will never be
Another
That's sixteen but I'ma keep it goin',
This beat is dope it keeps lyrics flowin',
To fill your ears got your head exploding,
Timothy McVeigh Oklahoman,
I
simple.
Control the mind control the masses, so they aiming at our mental.
This generation is different, we got choices, we Are changes.
Yeah they try
letting off missiles
For the right price young max
God will kill you, money is so beneficial
My trap it be coming with issues
Gotta keep swishers
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