Backshot - 3.Promised land lyrics

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Backshot - 3.Promised land lyrics

Back$hot verse 1; Master of the masterpiece i mastered the poetry Shakespeare of my time my lines b history Eyes on the promised land me and my homies A no b Moses, Canaan is were i forever be Cursed by the family just to suffer on the streets But thy shall not breathe if we don't succeed The problem so heavy Mariah can't even Carry(carey) Nah get it Mariah can't even Carry(carey) I carry my dignity as i sleep with the enemy In a casket of zombies that's were i lay my dreams Miss universe my shawty her stars i never see Her sun will never shine he got the mark of the beast We all born be rich are you ready to be Bill gate or whatever u make your reality So i rise(rise) like crispies as a public enemy Live a day in my shoes u can't move your feet Mandem verse 2; Walking the road of success with worn out souls Perishing with torn clothes and i ain't even close To the answers of the questions they asking This light of depression i can only hope for progression I smile every time just to cover the pain Cos i hear my heart screaming and i hear it say Pick me up cos am shattered into little pieces And the feeling ain't good metaphoric seizures Close my eyes and go to sleep with hustle on my mind Will i make it with hope or only strap with my nine I wonder am looking in corners to find this The answer unite us and make us the fearless To battle oppressors and relive the stories Tell us but only if we make it righteous Now i got it in my veins the strength to move on Generations of the people the weak and the strong In this family tree man i got to find my n***as To know where am born looking to face the truth Cos nobody in the hood tell you how to use your mind Use it right and achieve your aim even when blind Back$hot verse 3; Standing on the clouds and i got me a telescope Am looking at this people and all i see is ghosts Cos we all living dead bodies walking with no soul The world in my hand my fingerprints on the globe But still i can't change myself into a damn super hero To my elders am just a black sheep on the road To a land of evil where there is no hope Where everybody is alone your only partner is your shadow My eyes closed and what shows is a pot of god that i don't know But am supposed, to follow you, to find you where should i go? Then the devil go tempt me like job But my ambition b richer than job Marijuana in ma tea till am overdosed Prescribed by God f** the doctor yo Open the pot of gold what i find is stones The promised land is far the more farther is close Mandem verse 4; First cla** is just a lesson for the less ambitious Living with regrets i hope that i can count my wishes Being through a lot of dumb decisions And the truth not accepted by people of my religion As i look back and thinking i can only vision Cos today's worries are like yesterday's goals All the troubles come but none of them go Sit back tell me what the drama unfolds In the story of my live that was never ever told Mama cook the and never use a stove Rich kids listen to on i phones And all i had was this beat of gramophone But deep in my heart hell yeah i didn't know That i will stand tall one day a light pole I will be so ahead they will use a telescope Respect to the legends that paved way Rewrite this story and save my way Dark thoughts in my mind hope as it seems And it starts tonight everybody got a dream