YU-C Beats - BadLands lyrics

Livin' in the badlands, dark as f** - Afghan Smack you with my backhand, actin like a madman What's my fall-back plan? I'll never fall back man! Smacked Robin wit my ba**sack and told him to call Batman Put you in a small trash can, and leave you there to dry and rot Oblivious idiot never know if i'm right or not Needed to get my raps out but had trouble tryna find a spot Always used to fight a lot, now more in the office than Michael Scott Could my sh** ever be better than yours of course it would be Walked into China and smacked a kid with a fortune cookie f**ed up the game so bad it has a soarin' p**y Spent 5 years in this sh** so no longer am I a Georgian rookie Headed for Missouri, cause I am sick of this misery My ridiculous history, is the reason i've written this sh** you see Always say to not step up to me or f** with me but luckily- For you I'll be banned anyday cause no one can stand my company Can't blame you if you think i'm f**in whack When I whip out my gun and blast you'll runnin back like a runnin back I'm comin back with avengeance to destroy you but what's the fun in that? I'll just creep up and sneak attack you from the back Livin' in the badlands, dark as f** - Afghan Smack you with my backhand, actin like a madman What's my fall-back plan? I'll never fall back man! Smacked Robin wit my ba**sack and told him to call Batman Put you in a small trash can, and leave you there to dry and rot Oblivious idiot never know if i'm right or not Needed to get my raps out but had trouble tryna find a spot Always used to fight a lot, now more in the office than Michael Scott I be rippin sh** up as if my bars were as thin as paper Always start a verse and have to f**in' finish later Bad choices, if you've ever come across me then you've been in danger An innovator, but it's ruined by my sh** behaviour Piss the neighbors, off, by blasting beats all night long Poisonous; Python, what's the point of this, fight song? I'm going to get, quite strong, cause the voyages, i'm on I need a joint to hit, my god! i'm the boy who did-write songs! Since elementary school rappin about all my cla**es Small with gla**es, the kid who was known as always average I'm not a 'bad b**h' but I don't give a f** about sh** man And if you dislike me, then stop acting like a big fan Livin' in the badlands, dark as f** - Afghan Smack you with my backhand, actin like a madman What's my fall-back plan? I'll never fall back man! Smacked Robin wit my ba**sack and told him to call Batman Put you in a small trash can, and leave you there to dry and rot Oblivious idiot never know if i'm right or not Needed to get my raps out but had trouble tryna find a spot Always used to fight a lot, now more in the office than Michael Scott Never do a third verse, but I rap as much as a bird chirps Always usin' curse words, can't find me like a word search But if you do, you'll find me with some gas and a lighter next to a burnt church Wanna battle me? Stand in line, first come and first serve It hurts worse when I pummel you and destroy you by a landslide Blow your mind like a landmine, my rhymes, you can't even stand mine So you probably need a cane, I'll roast you, b**h feel the pain AyJay is no longer a secret name, so all aboard the freedom train Runnin' through the game, my feet are breakin' My dreams are vacant, sometimes I feel that I need vacations I'll beat your face in, and doin' this while eatin' bacon, (easy) My words cause so much turbulence this f**in' beat is shakin! Livin' in the badlands, dark as f** - Afghan Smack you with my backhand, actin like a madman What's my fall-back plan? I'll never fall back man! Smacked Robin wit my ba**sack and told him to call Batman Put you in a small trash can, and leave you there to dry and rot Oblivious idiot never know if i'm right or not Needed to get my raps out but had trouble tryna find a spot Always used to fight a lot, now more in the office than Michael Scott