A (NML) No Man's Land
This is no mans land
Where no mans land
But I'm a land myself
Where no mans can
This is no mans land
Where no mans land
But I'm a land myself
Where no mans can
Cuz I'm a Monster
I'm a Beast
I'm Godzilla
Mixed with King Kong off the leash
Cuz I'm a Monster
I'm a Beast
I'm Godzilla
Mixed with King Kong off the leash Muthafucka!
ObOy Da'PhantOm
Tryna meet an M, I'm a Stan for my money
Pesos, Dollas, Euros, Dinar Ahhhhhhhhhh
Don't even understand my money...
WTF he say? Washbih Hada Washbih
That's reckless
Been around neck, I'm a neckless
Done it all, while your checklist is checkless
So you only ahead, when you neck less
These rappers are my morning wraps
The main source of fiber for my breakfast
Potato on my grill like I'm at a BBQ
I'm saying even the 9 silent
Which is what you ought to do
If not, Brahh, That's the sound that the auto do
Leave you swimming with the fishes just like what the otters do
So back up or I'll have you backed up
With your back up
Get dropped no one getting back up
Witchu back up Listen...
Let's Go!
This is no mans land
Where no mans land
But I'm a land myself
Where no mans can
This is no mans land
Where no mans land
But I'm a land myself
Where no mans can
Cuz I'm a Monster
I'm a beast
I'm Godzilla
Mixed with King Kong off the leash
Cuz I'm a Monster
I'm a Beast
I'm Godzilla
Mixed with King Kong off the leash Muthafucka!
JMBK
On the phone we speak no! To avoid Rico
Canon barrel looking like I'm about to leaf blow
I'm the faecal, what's da matter with you people
We'll have ya jumping ova sticks even if your feet cold
Life's a hurdle, nights are turbo rand I keep the nicest circle
Listen Mikey try to fight me, Shells on your back like a turtle
Slow down, slow down, double daps this a fo pound
Ohh now like ya bitch, It's about to go down
Woow we gittin smoked out, before we roll up
Hold up this is kush and I got the whole sofa
Pull up Pull off Bang Pull ova
They rollin away tryin not to get pulled over
It's hard to grow olda in this no mans land
Say you wanna tuck it, well lets go van damn
Oh boy lets go boy I know where the ops at
The can-air-out like when da pops flat
Where no mans land
But I'm a land myself
Where no mans can
This is no mans land
Where no mans land
But I'm a land myself
Where no mans can
Cuz I'm a Monster
I'm a Beast
I'm Godzilla
Mixed with King Kong off the leash
Cuz I'm a Monster
I'm a Beast
I'm Godzilla
Mixed with King Kong off the leash Muthafucka!
ObOy Da'PhantOm
Tryna meet an M, I'm a Stan for my money
Pesos, Dollas, Euros, Dinar Ahhhhhhhhhh
Don't even understand my money...
WTF he say? Washbih Hada Washbih
That's reckless
Been around neck, I'm a neckless
Done it all, while your checklist is checkless
So you only ahead, when you neck less
These rappers are my morning wraps
The main source of fiber for my breakfast
Potato on my grill like I'm at a BBQ
I'm saying even the 9 silent
Which is what you ought to do
If not, Brahh, That's the sound that the auto do
Leave you swimming with the fishes just like what the otters do
So back up or I'll have you backed up
With your back up
Get dropped no one getting back up
Witchu back up Listen...
Let's Go!
This is no mans land
Where no mans land
But I'm a land myself
Where no mans can
This is no mans land
Where no mans land
But I'm a land myself
Where no mans can
Cuz I'm a Monster
I'm a beast
I'm Godzilla
Mixed with King Kong off the leash
Cuz I'm a Monster
I'm a Beast
I'm Godzilla
Mixed with King Kong off the leash Muthafucka!
JMBK
On the phone we speak no! To avoid Rico
Canon barrel looking like I'm about to leaf blow
I'm the faecal, what's da matter with you people
We'll have ya jumping ova sticks even if your feet cold
Life's a hurdle, nights are turbo rand I keep the nicest circle
Listen Mikey try to fight me, Shells on your back like a turtle
Slow down, slow down, double daps this a fo pound
Ohh now like ya bitch, It's about to go down
Woow we gittin smoked out, before we roll up
Hold up this is kush and I got the whole sofa
Pull up Pull off Bang Pull ova
They rollin away tryin not to get pulled over
It's hard to grow olda in this no mans land
Say you wanna tuck it, well lets go van damn
Oh boy lets go boy I know where the ops at
The can-air-out like when da pops flat
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Writer(s): Jerrett Louis
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