FarLandFreak

Main Verse:

Clock me in
Toss me in the pen
Within den with the others then
Fighting over shillings and the will to win
Why cry about killings when we all causing sins, repeating it again, this the beginning playing god till we dead listen while i lite my joint and settle in this instrumental while it hits my mental brains and lungs coated with metal, so devoted I’d take a life, obviously it’s my own calm down the knife has my name stain on the right not anytime soon so we should be fine еnjoy the light while it’s shining threw dark hallow nights
Spark a cig, start this shit
Alarm parts as I mix
Harm in my hеart beat missed
Farm apart until needed it
No disarmed parts within this city kid
Go piss on as we start feeding the misleading cliques, Still breathing and repeating while you reading this
As I feel the mix with picks apon revealing it, As i trick clicks into seeing shit
Understand what I demand
Lifes about commands, I dont Understand, on the other hand I won't wonder man, god must've loved this land, In the back of his head
Sins are facts for the dead mislead
Win this track for shit that I've said
Spin the wheel of my past regrets
Within a real time with life or death
Like Stepping on field mines with hip and step, repping three eyes incase you forget, and feel like this shit is a test
And Reveal why this isn't threat