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slaine - landscapes كلمات الأغنية

[intro:]
whattup man?
slaine in this motherf-ckin joint right now
take this sh-t all the way around the motherf-ckin world man
ha ha ha, c’mon man you know what time it is
when you hear me on some sh-t!
it goes like this…
[common:] {“ghetto landscapes”}
{“where man is determined by how much a man make”}
turn the whole sh-t up in my headphones man
overall volume, all the way up!
i’m deaf as a motherf-cker
yeah i’m deaf motherf-cker~! but i’m def too
check me out man, yo
[slaine:]
from roslindaley to philly to anywhere on the map really
i been spittin real raps like a b-st-rd
clappin with the mac milli, what’s happenin is i’m actually
stackin strictly re-enactin life graphically
i’ve been challengin these cats to come and ask with me
if they can but they can’t cause i’m that shifty
my army is too large, my conscience been drownin
i dumped his -ss in the f-ckin lake, he never been found
and i’ve been down and out, rose out of my own ashes
the rest of youse is stupid as dogs sniffin your own -sses
when i was grown i seen holmes makin his own acid
sniffin c-ke with different folks, then comin home plastered
i seen suicides, overdoses, and chrome blasted
i warred with people who wanted me in my own casket
i made it out alive in stereo to stare at you
the dimock to seven figures right here in america
[hook: scratched common samples]
“ghetto landscapes”
“where a man is determined by how much a man make”
[reef the lost cauze:]
yeah… yeah
slaine-y whattup?
paz man, yeah

lost cauze lyrical leviathon, literally leave your limbs
littered layin in the lion’s den, lyin men
make we want to fire ten into their spine and limbs
buy them a f-ckin heart – you got beef? then don’t deny it then
f-ck a fair one, air gun share some
the mac make a fat n-gg- leap like air pun
god rest the dead but god bless your head (no h-m-)
and my dojo is calm, breath, and lead
i sit in a dank bas-m-nt, blowin bank statements
on a dank fragrance, plannin my next invasion
like slaine in “the town” flick, quick as a hundred rounds spit
you f-ckin p-ssy cats, i’m a hundred pound pit
astoundin, rockin a hoodie make of hound’s skin
my b-lls – your broad loves her lips around them
a n-gg- say he ain’t f-ckin with me? he a clown then
and you should kill yourself for even hangin around him
[hook]
[vinnie paz:]
yeah, one two
slaine whattup cause-o?

i rose above everything they threw at the kid
pops dead, no f-ckin bread, doin a bid
i had a choice i could rhyme or put two in your wig
cause an option for me was never pursuin a gig
yeah, i made demos they spit in my face, begin again
i started having reservations like an indian
i’m a man of god but i started to sin again
cause muh’f-ckers were sleepin on me like lithium
it’s a lot of years later, i’m still nice with the hands
i’m a d-ck to my people, but i’m nice to the fans
some other rappers talk sh-t but they rightfully stand
dig in the same f-ckin place where they rightfully stand
me and slaine been around the f-ckin world together
drinkin bottles, sniffin sum’n, f-ckin girls together
and the objective is to take over the world together
and the objective is to take over the world together
yeah
[hook]

- slaine

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