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letra de black lands - boondox and bukshot

[verse 1: boondox]
flying banners ’cause the horde is off to battle
hookers hanging off the saddles got these b-tches weak and rattled
up the creek without a paddle, f-ck defeat, there’s no surrender
slaughter them like cattle, no retreat, there’s no pretenders
no contenders, yeah, when you step inside the black lands
buk is winding up, they want to try to catch him backhands
prophets of the black sands, quick to turn to violence
things that they been screaming is gon’ quickly turn to silence
an introduction to the reaper
all the recently deceased be lining up to meet and greet ya
a feast for all the creatures crawling in and crawling out
and all the heathens and believers, they know what i’m talkin’ ’bout
(talkin’ ’bout)
[chorus: boondox & bukshot]
rulers of the black lands (black lands)
og enough to throw hands (throw hands)
i’ve been plottin’ like a madman (madman)
you don’t stand a d-mn chance (d-mn chance)
you don’t man! (don’t man)

[post-chorus: boondox & bukshot]
i got that feeling (that feeling)
sh-t’s gonna hit the ceiling (ceiling)
hear our message they believing (believing)
horde enters, no one’s leaving (leaving) the black lands!
the black lands! the black lands!

[verse 2: bukshot]
blood eagle motherf-cker, make ’em pay the price
hang ’em by the lava pits, trap their souls in ice
raised by the cen0bites in the pits take your life
on the streets we play with knives, on the stage we’ll take your mics
get rid of the rivals one at a time, f-ck the opps (f-ck the opps)
takin’ what’s mine, watch these rappers falling off
they were never on though, reception is distorted
agendas on the download, motives are recorded
these mediocre bands followed by these shallow fans
hunted by the gods from the forest of the shadows man
in these black lands, are enemies our never safe
let’s celebrate, the horde is back, now let me demonstrate
[chorus: boondox & bukshot]
rulers of the black lands (black lands)
og enough to throw hands (throw hands)
i’ve been plottin’ like a madman (madman)
you don’t stand a d-mn chance (d-mn chance)
you don’t man! (don’t man)

- boondox and bukshot

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