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No man's land chords and lyrics - PRO KID

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[Verse 1]
[Bbm]This is a track where you shut the fuck up,
keep your ears and your eyes wide open.
You might learn something.
And um,
try to keep your head down.
Cause what you have
could be taken within a second
and you won't know what happened.
So stay close with your weapons
and let me do the repping.
It's called No Man's Land.
It's the land of the lost.
But then tell me, please.
Somebody tell me whose land is this
when all of us keep acting
like we cannibals.
Who's to trust a man's word
or instinct like animals?
Cancer is burning through your chest
and you can't handle this
We pessimists here for the golden price
and we snatching this
Gone are the days
when we would dice for money
and fight for money
We corporate and write for money
A million grand concept
is the nicest money
You'd say I got two stomachs
cause I'm twice as hungry
Foul is play with darkness
from around the way
We're down to play
where everybody's bound to pay
Excuse the hush delivery
but I'm not down with gay
I'm bound to spray,
hunters turned around to pray
Now it's your turn to bleed
and it's hard to breathe
What you used to do to them
is now done to thee
Worse than karma,
shiver when spines drops degrees
Catching chills and bullet drills
when they cock and squeeze
It's the jungle out there dawg,
so watch who you cross
No one gives a fuck
in the land of the lost
No one really cares if your wrist got frost
Cause niggas gonna get theirs at all cost
It's the jungle out there dawg,
so watch who you cross
No one gives a fuck
in the land of the lost
No one really cares if your wrist got frost
Cause niggas gonna get theirs at all cost
I'm from the dirty dungeons,
so I'm immune to being lethal
It's a sequel to Ghetto
People to leak you with a pistol
So watch who you speak to,
bat stabbers who try to stick through
A sharpest knife,
all this evil is out to get you
Never confused by the big and tall
The animal resemblance of how
they quip and claw
Don't freak at all,
they make you feel weak and small
Bloody Goliaths only take one hit to fall
I'm the David of the millennium
against you haters
Alligators with dangerous smiles,
but I'm the bravest
In the land of Betrayers,
the players for making papers
But we stick to the creator
who made us, they can fake us
So they suck on us,
now we gotta fight for breath
It's bigger than money,
it's a matter of life and death
From right to left,
surrounded by a knife and gas
On mics I'm felt,
but I could get piped for wealth
It's a jungle out there dawg,
so watch who you cross
No one gives a fuck in the land of the lost
No one really cares if your wrist got frost
Cause niggas gonna get theirs, at all costs
It's a jungle out there dawg,
so watch who you cross
No one gives a fuck in the land of the lost
No one really cares if your wrist got frost
Cause niggas gonna get danced
at all costs
Don't be confused by the temptation
of these jewels and circulations
Make your moves with speculation
and improve your meditation
Cause what you're facing is often used
to make you lose your patience
Truth's basics, it's a trick,
there's no rules and regulations
I could take you back
to when I was blunting with booze
Didn't give a fuck about life,
frontin' on crews
Like a skinny dude at a gym,
I had nothing to lose
Till I met a real thug
with a slug in his toes
And ever since then,
I chose to mess with his reps
Battle the best better
than catch a shell in my chest
It's hell at it's best,
like I fell in my enemy's nest
Keep fighting,
and let the heavens handle the rest
Now they talking all that shit
behind my back
when they start cursing
Throwing stones at me,
saying shit that could be written for certain
But fuck it,
it doesn't make me less a person
I'm only human,
and I suppose I had to learn my lesson
It's a jungle out there dawg,
so watch who you cross
No one gives a fuck
in the land of the lost
No one really cares
if your wrist got frost
Cause niggas gonna get theirs,
at all costs
It's a jungle out there dawg,
so watch who you cross
No one gives a fuck
in the land of the lost
No one really cares
if your wrist got frost
Cause niggas gonna get theirs,
at all costs
It's a jungle out there dawg,
so watch who you cross
No one gives a fuck
in the land of the lost
No one really cares
if your wrist got frost
Cause niggas gonna get theirs,
at all costs
It's a jungle out there dawg,
so watch who you cross
No one gives a fuck
in the land of the lost
No one really cares
if your wrist got frost
Cause niggas gonna get theirs,
at all costs
It's man's land
It's no man's land
It's no man's land
It's no man's land
It's no man's land
It's no man's land
It's no man's land
It's no man's land man's
It's no man's Thank
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