Land O' Lakes
Conway the Machine, Busta Rhymes
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Yeah yeah, hahaha This shit is effortless, nigga Let me see what I got Look, the shooter snort a gram of flake Shit was Land O'Lake Bandana on face, blammin' at ya nanna' place (Boom, boom, boom) Hold the K with the banana straight And if your life don't end At least a limb they'll have to amputate Uh, kick down ya door, and demand ya cake Bell's palsy But bitches still love my handsome face Conway, this shit is like Deontay Wilder versus a Bantamweight I'll beat you 'til one of my hands'll break Bricks from the cartel Stamped with the naked lady Drum on the F&H'll wake ya baby You hear the classic shit I'm makin' lately Ain't it crazy The kid with the twisted face The new face of Shady White Bentley trucks, guts was blue suede Shit was all bulletproof like Luke Cage Bitches tell me I'm the new wave On Westmont Nickels I'm eatin' New Wave My joy roll niggas ride with two K's Get rid of a few bodies, dug a few graves I hit the club and pop a few Spades I'm gettin' pussy like Uncle Luke in His 2 Live Crew days She can't suck this dick again If she ain't swallow Uh, kilo chain, Cartier goggles Uh, how you talkin' money When ya chain's hollow? I blow ya heart out of your body Then your brain follow west my brother Gotta get through me to get to him Gotta get through me before you get to Em Ain't drop an album yet Already 'bout to hit a M It's gettin' spooky for these rappers Shit is gettin' grim I'm from a hood where bodyin' shit is a must Now I'm up Bad bitches like Rihanna what I lust Uh, you better off payin' homage You know what's up I'm takin' the league by a storm Like Giannis for the Bucks, ah Yo, prepare for the massacre Kill the driver and killl the passenger No prisoners this year Somebody call the medical examiner Complicate your cardiovascular It's the ambassador Of sledgehammerin' niggas 'fore I throw 'em over the banister And stuffin' every body part up Inside of a small canister Instead of Jeru, they call me (I HATE YOU) the Damaja And while we here, look lil homie Handle ya business bruh (I'M NOT YA FUCKIN' FRIEND) we can Be cool after I'm finished, bruh Completely different sides of the spectrum See what the distance does Separate the dealers from the fiends Go 'head and sniff the drugs Two types of different human Beings bleedin' different bloods Ignite the sickest bud Leavin' 'em layin' right where The witness was Way the Gods'll f*ck shit up Niggas callin' me religious thug (HA) How I broke shit up Niggas'll spaz the way the bitches bug And the witness runs back for Cover and they compliments it Then they compliments me because I Let 'em live to (DOCUMENT IT) Uh huh, yeah (THE TOPIC IS TOO TOXIC) I'm lockin' it down with the boom bap It's so hard for me to stop it (HA) Nigga, change bitch (HA) I change (HA) the game quick (HA! HA) Y'all say the same shit (HA) Y'all look like the same flick, same prick How you gettin' bread when ya pitchin' On the same strip? Strange clique (HA) No need to frown Y'all go down on the same chick (HA) , brain sick It keeps callin' my name that Type hunger I undergo Bus-a-Bus up in this bitch Got beat soundin' like herd of BUFFALO
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