Land of the Heartless (feat. Dadababiie)
I'm from the Land of the Heartless
Where they make you strip
You get caught wit no pole
Still on parole
Had to tote it regardless
Cause niggas is heartless
They hungry for souls
I keep a judge in the chamber
When that hammer drop
A death sentence
No chance of parole
Come to my city you go pay a toll
Better think twice for you up that lil roll
Better think twice for you up that lil mitt
Know Cleveland Monsters
They pull up wit sticks
Aye Know he ain't broke he ain't takin a risk
My bro caught the pack
Cause my bro threw assists
My bitch set me up
We put her on the list
I earned all my stripes
This my city My shit
Got dropped off on Eddy
Gotta get to my lick
I'm tryna go legit
I'm getting tired of shit
Big stick on me like the staff of Moses
Snakes in the grass turn to ash and roses
Raised in a plague
See me laugh at locust
Flowers in the wood
I might crash the Lotus Aye
I need a bag and more shit
They talking
They sit on they ass
Don't know shit
Aye We movin' passed the old shit
Humble that boy if he braggadocios
From where they take light
Turn it into dark
Gorilla made it through the flood
I ain't need a arc
Sat in cyphers wit piranhas
Pollied wit the sharks
You was looking for protection
Prolly with the narcs
Aye Yea he got a pistol
He ain't got no heart
Shootin with his eyes closed
Shootin in the dark
Remember I was in the rain
I was going far
Now I pull up in a Range
Or a foreign car
Since I'm pulling up Beamer
And I'm pulling up Audi
Gun on me like howdy
Bet I let it rip proudly
Heard they say he rowdy
And he from the projects
I don't give a fuck
Was like this when they found me
They cuffed me and bound me
Took me to the county
Locked in with some Hunters
Ain't talking bout bounty
Aye why you around me
If you just go' down me
These lil niggas clowns
Lil homie should crown me
I'm from the Land of the Heartless
Where they make you strip
You get caught wit no pole
Still on parole
Had to tote it regardless
Cause niggas is heartless
They hungry for souls
I keep a judge in the chamber
When that hammer drop
A death sentence
No chance of parole
Come to my city you go pay a toll
Better think twice for you up that lil roll
Better think twice for you up that lil mitt
Know Cleveland Monsters
They pull up wit sticks
Aye Know he ain't broke he ain't takin a risk
My bro caught the pack
Cause my bro threw assists
My bitch set me up
We put her on the list
I earned all my stripes
This my city My shit
Got dropped off on Eddy
Gotta get to my lick
I'm tryna go legit
I'm getting tired of shit
Where they make you strip
You get caught wit no pole
Still on parole
Had to tote it regardless
Cause niggas is heartless
They hungry for souls
I keep a judge in the chamber
When that hammer drop
A death sentence
No chance of parole
Come to my city you go pay a toll
Better think twice for you up that lil roll
Better think twice for you up that lil mitt
Know Cleveland Monsters
They pull up wit sticks
Aye Know he ain't broke he ain't takin a risk
My bro caught the pack
Cause my bro threw assists
My bitch set me up
We put her on the list
I earned all my stripes
This my city My shit
Got dropped off on Eddy
Gotta get to my lick
I'm tryna go legit
I'm getting tired of shit
Big stick on me like the staff of Moses
Snakes in the grass turn to ash and roses
Raised in a plague
See me laugh at locust
Flowers in the wood
I might crash the Lotus Aye
I need a bag and more shit
They talking
They sit on they ass
Don't know shit
Aye We movin' passed the old shit
Humble that boy if he braggadocios
From where they take light
Turn it into dark
Gorilla made it through the flood
I ain't need a arc
Sat in cyphers wit piranhas
Pollied wit the sharks
You was looking for protection
Prolly with the narcs
Aye Yea he got a pistol
He ain't got no heart
Shootin with his eyes closed
Shootin in the dark
Remember I was in the rain
I was going far
Now I pull up in a Range
Or a foreign car
Since I'm pulling up Beamer
And I'm pulling up Audi
Gun on me like howdy
Bet I let it rip proudly
Heard they say he rowdy
And he from the projects
I don't give a fuck
Was like this when they found me
They cuffed me and bound me
Took me to the county
Locked in with some Hunters
Ain't talking bout bounty
Aye why you around me
If you just go' down me
These lil niggas clowns
Lil homie should crown me
I'm from the Land of the Heartless
Where they make you strip
You get caught wit no pole
Still on parole
Had to tote it regardless
Cause niggas is heartless
They hungry for souls
I keep a judge in the chamber
When that hammer drop
A death sentence
No chance of parole
Come to my city you go pay a toll
Better think twice for you up that lil roll
Better think twice for you up that lil mitt
Know Cleveland Monsters
They pull up wit sticks
Aye Know he ain't broke he ain't takin a risk
My bro caught the pack
Cause my bro threw assists
My bitch set me up
We put her on the list
I earned all my stripes
This my city My shit
Got dropped off on Eddy
Gotta get to my lick
I'm tryna go legit
I'm getting tired of shit
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Writer(s): Tyrone Harrison
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