Vinnie Paz - Landscapes lyrics

[Slaine:] From Roslindaley to Philly to anywhere on the map really I been spitting real raps like a ba*tard Clapping with the Mac milli What's happening is I'm actually stacking Strictly re-enacting life graphically I've been challenging these cats to come and ask with me If they can but they can't cause I'm that shifty My army is too large, my conscience been drowning I dumped his a** in the f**ing lake, he never been found And I've been down and out, rose out of my own ashes The rest of you's is stupid as dogs sniffing your own a**es When I was grown I seen holmes making his own acid Sniffing coke with his folks then coming home plastered I seen suicides, overdoses, and chrome blasted I war with people who wanted me in my own casket I made it out alive in stereo to stare at you The Dimock to seven-figures right here in America Ghetto landscapes, where a man is determined by how much a man make [Reef The Lost Cauze:] Lost Cauze lyrical leviathon, literally leave your limbs Littered laying in the lion's den Lying men make we want to fire ten into their spine and limbs Buy them a f**ing heart, you got beef then don't deny it then f** a fair one, air gun share some The MAC make a fat n***a leap like Air Pun God rest the dead but God bless your head (no h*mo) And my dojo is calm, breath, and lead I sit in a dank basement blowing bank statements On a dank fragrance planning my next invasion Like Slaine in The Town flick, quick as a hundred rounds spit You f**ing p**y cats, I'm a hundred pound pit Astounding rocking a hoodie make of hound's skin My balls, your broad loves her lips around them A n***a say he f**ing with me, he a clown then You should k** yourself for even hanging around him Ghetto landscapes, where a man is determined by how much a man make [Vinnie Paz:] I rose above everything they threw at the kid Pops dead, no f**ing bread, doing the bid I had a choice, I could rhyme or put two in your wig Cause an option for me was never pursuing a gig Yeah I made demos, they spit in my face, begin again I started having reservations like an Indian I'm a man of God but I started to sin again Cause motherf**ers was sleeping on me like Lithium It's a lot of years later I'm still nice with the hands I'm a dick to my people but I'm nice to the fans Some other rappers talk sh** but they rightfully stand Dig in the same f**ing place where they rightfully stand Me and Slaine been around the f**ing world together Drinking bottles, sniffing something, f**ing girls together And the objective is to take over the world together And the objective is to take over the world together Ghetto landscapes, where a man is determined by how much a man make