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letra de lost lands - twatz

look, look, look, look
what ya doin?
maneuver through manure in the game
i’ve been watching young n-ggas, swear it really is a shame
a lot of stick talk, p-ssed off, children entertained
by the old ways, throwing out they life for throwaways
old homies talkin’ ’bout how they gon’ spill each other’s brains
on the ground, hundred rounds
make sure that they pass away
think it’s cool or sum
take your brother’s life and call it fun
we ain’t learning sh-t, we already lost pop, x, and von
nowadays they tellin
ain’t no really tellin’ what they on
r.i.p. to nip, glad he got to run a marathon
resonate with bro so much, feel like hе passed me the baton
rеal n-gga, type to be put up on game and pass it on
earth healer, so we gotta break the chains that we got on
another brother in a grave, another brother on a shirt
either way it’s going, end up in the ground or gettin’ burnt
put the pride aside, time to get together, put in work

understand when you comin’ to the land of the lost
need a plan, no one playin’ with they time ’cause it costs
see a boss, be a boss only thing that matter most
that you end up in the green,’cause we can’t afford a loss
we got hundred dollar eggs, & people working, getting off
stuck in traffic, dying tragic, making money, f-cking off
serving man, serving god, serving serpents on a cross
it’s whatever you could think of
in the land of the lost
could be whatever you could dream of in the land
could be whatever you could dream of, in the land of the lost
could be a nightmare or a dream, in the land of the lost
could be a murder on the scene, in the land of the lost

in the land of the lost, no mcbride
feral people with no will to stay alive
broken dreams, broken souls, cloudy eyes
do my best to be the glue in a divide
if you’re looking for a light, it’s inside
buried under all the bullsh-t and the pride
buried under all the mess you try to hide
nas he said it
life a b-tch, and then you dieeee
life a b-tch and then you headed to the grave
when we sayin’ lost lands, that’s not only in l.a
i know movers and sharp shooters, schemin’ down in mexico
and billionaire businessman, buyin’ b-tches in milan (in milan)
so subtle, you would never be alarmed
but they rap sheet, makin’ genghis khan
look like a mom. if you ask me
i suggest you never do ’em wrong
or they gon’ have some people looking for you in a pond
where’d he go, where he at
i heard that n-gga gone, long, sleep
swimmin’ with the fishes..
other side of town, there’s a girl blew her man’s brains out
’cause she caught him out, sleepin’ with a mistress
just the other day, heard a kid, he didn’t even gang bang
caught a stray, and he died doin dishes
just another life that was lost, sacrificed, jesus christ
lost they life, in the land of the lost
understand when you come in to the land of the lost
need a plan, no one playin’ with they time ’cause it costs
see a boss, be a boss
only thing that matter most
that you end up in the green
’cause we can’t afford a loss
we got hundred dollar eggs
& people working, getting off
stuck in traffic, dying tragic, making money, f-cking off
serving man, serving god, serving serpents on a cross
it’s whatever you could think of
in the land of the lost..

- twatz

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