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letra de the land of the slave - jaythelostking

[verse 1]

new king in the jungle unconnected in the huddle
the bubble of all corrupt, fake trust n bad hustle, there’s (like)
no contact, survivor on the bomb map, this is
my rain-forest n i won’t go beyond that (yeh)
its crazy in the amazon (crazy crazy)
where we all belong
living life clean, up in the trees, up in panama
where-ever we can settle man ill settle for that (savage)
man id rather be a rebel never pedal for cash (savage)

ill catch my own food, ill cook my own meal
ill feel my own mood, no looks ill stay real (yeh)
attach my own weapon sharp hooks n bow steel
n if my life is threatened, not shook (so stay still b-tch)
n i don’t need protection (nah)
funai can get ta stepping
cuz i’m deep inside the jungle near the tunnels for the checking
but the forest is america (are you looking yet)
through the rubble n aggression
cuz they scared of ya, aimed at little erica (f-ck)

i know ’im kinda mouthing off, but i dont give a d-mn see (nah)
they only hear a thousand rhymes, theyll never understand me
your thoughts are being isolated, deep in the brain (real deep)
they telling me i’m lost, i hate it, kinda of insane (thats cheap)
id rather be indigenous out in the plains
with the biggest pot fields, so communities blaze (yeh)
doesn’t matter if your innocent, one minute you’ll stay (sh-t)
this the land of opportunity, the land of the slave d-mn

[hook]

so you think future is set
oh boy you oh so wrong so
you think the world is super wrecked
your right like me so stay strong
you think future is set
welcome to the land of slaves so
you think the world is super wrecked
your right like me so stay brave

[verse 2]

i’m packing the bow n arrow, grabbing the backpack
i’m tryna be jack sparrow, minus bad hats
ill travel the globe narrow, a campus wit bad tracks
scratch that
a golden pharaoh ain’t looking for no rat (arghhrighty then)
still captain of the ship, you floating on door latch
dropping bombs on ya whole crew hitting the drum pads
catch my chilling on an island, smoking a dumb bag
kept my family from the violence, no telling where guns at
(you a f-ckin c-ck a roach)

you little rebels, i’m hitting you with some pebbles
i’m levels above surviving this devilish devil climbing
n fighting this public crying, providing some type of guiding (d-mn)
hit-cha da crowd would love it, watch me gettem all excited
while i’m planning the alignment route
(hey look)
ill start a lil fire when i’m up in the mountains (yeh)
when rap finally fires me after my thousands
ain’t never getting tired that’s a fact who’s doubting
probably everyone in office cuz they mad surrounded (oh)
badly grounded (oh)
mad i founded such a woke announcement
n now they frowning, who be clowning
i’m down for an outage (yeh)
now who’s shouting (b-tch)

we just wanna be left alone when the food is in the home
we good to go its what i do the music fo
i care for the golden globe n when i get it i’m a show
these haters like look i got it, being c-cky h-lla low
(ya know)

[verse 3]

y’all the rats but i’m the snake
ready to jump break, the whole industry front gate
flipping the boat crate
think about that or just cut up goat face
and jump around fire kick dust
while the smoke fades (hohohohohoho)
n i won’t hit the road like toad on the freeway
ill be a camouflaged tiger wit arrows n sharp blades
top of the building wit the sniper wit the
lion mane
to savage to be ignore jjackals are on the way (yeh)

you can have all guns, you still ain’t living safe
they taxing for different reasons, the politics even fake
they polished the global hate, to quick at a mobile rate
they hating the sh-t i say, but its 2018 man you losers late (sh-t)
stupid not great (dude)
whats in antarctica tell me or pay (cuz)
id love to make an article, also love cake
n don’t you dare pay me partial , that’s lil pump pay (haha)

this jungle h-lla deep wit monsters you’ve never seen
like indo wit loaded teeth
i’m biting until you scream
i’m learning about the food chain, learning what i can eat
i’m learning about the game
i’m learning when others speak (raptor call)
i’m learning sh-t i see
i’m learning about the hustle
i’m learning about technique
i’m learning about the bubble
its scary, but this is life, just problems a bunch of trouble
they ready for us to fight, homie welcome to the jungle b-tch

[hook]

- jaythelostking

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