Walk light, for these are the bad lands

Bad lands, these are the bad lands

Bad seed, castor bare of soil

Weeds run free through the golden oil

Milk outside, it's bound to spoil

Know a couple bad girls 'n they all adore you

Somethin' to assure you, we'll secure you

The television say they can do that for you

Wanna go to sleep, gotta seek a drug

Shorty on the street thinks her man's a thug

Went and got shot cuz he need the pub

Record blew on up, tell you life is rough 

Mama ain't home, daddy doin' dirt

Lil' Jimmy got the fo' fifth from the shirt

'Bout to go bizerk, just needs some guidance

But in the bad lands, the results are violent


Rhymin' on the corner using gun shots for snares

Bad enough lands to make punk rockers care

They don't give a fuck just like we don't give a fuck

Righteous man get bucked and some stopped to stare

Blood on they backs cuz they ran, just a grub on scraps 

No daps, mean loves n' a slug in the air

How many beefs wore to the point where everybody eats when it's over, that's rare

And in a prayer, I begged the All Mighty to spare

My daughter from fake thugs, real drugs, and players

I've been around that shit and I'm embarrassed 

You been a town jester, that's careless

Perilless pits I've dodged like it's my job

They worship twisted gods and spit facades

To get that wad, what will you do?

Lie, cheat, steal, kill, till it kills you


[chorus:]

Tumble weeds and twisted tales

These the bad lands where the angels fail (Bad lands)

Make money, try to stop the fear

If you think it ain't real, then you ain't been here (Bad lands)

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This is a place where babies are hooked on drugs

Before they see the light of day

A land where doctors'll necessarily cut them out their mothers' stomachs

Just to make more pay

Their fathers run away

Consumed with the most ignorant shit you can think of

Cuz it's been dangled in front their faces like a carrot to an ass 

But still they know better, they're just too scared to be outcasts 

It ain't about past; let's talk present and future

Fuck presidents, what do you do with your power, your control?

Control yourself

Going dumb's not really a movement, you're really going dumb

Look at the shit they play on the radio

And got the nerve to wonder why rappers keep dying in the streets

Stop putting 2pac and Biggie on magazines until you understand the significance of why they died

Don't ya'll get it? Humans are bigger than they're supposed to be

Check yourself before you come out the house holdin' a piece,

Runnin' off at the mouth, sayin' trendy shit like “yes sir” and “ye ye”

Like it's the only thing you know

Yea, that shit is fun but don't let it be the only thing you know

Ultimately, it won't get you anywhere and trying to get out of here

Leave these bad lands behind, get in touch with my spirit, my body, and mind

Cuz I'm divine

And if no one ever told you you were, well you are


And that's it.