Law Of The Land (Radio Edit) ft. DutchMass Lyrics

For da money i break a neck wit my bare hands

Blast em wit da 38 an throw da corpse right in da trash can

5th of Don Juli in a whooptee wit da uzi

An a freak bitch dats eager to sell all her loose booty

I preserved thru the lean times wit a mean grind

Every dime i earned was fortified and enterprise

Thru mistakes i learned to strategize

Organize calculated plans to ensure my profit magnified

Please stand aside before i let dis hammer fly

An have my closest shooter kill every last man inside

Home on parole nearly died by the hands of time

Dead broke went in da houses to loot an vandalize

All about the paper anything else asinine

Coming where im from we mastered crime to pass the time

Blast the nines pitching dimes like a 9-5

Law Of The Land keep what you kill for to everybody die

Shop close down but its open tommorrow

Pre-pack everywhere lil bro thow me da jar

Road trip backwoods rolled we blow in da car

On my way to New York city to show em a star

Hood dat can turn to a mogul tomorrow

Flow Universal like i owe it to Mars

Ya pen need practice you owe it some bars

Dats why i pull up to da stu wit ya in da car

We take da snakes out we mowing da lawn

My snow bunny got money she own her farm

Told me get da seeds for da weed an grow in da barn

altho her father hate blacks an he know what im on

All my life it been survival mode

My granny told me pray you ont know the powers that the bible hold

I seen cocaine cooked on my grandmama stove

Play the corners day an night see for me da is kinda old