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Promise Land

Toby From 59th

Promise Land

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Visions of a starving artist trying hit jackpots and margins often on and off the market trying to make it with no bargain really these bars hit his nogen yet he lies without a profit counting blessings before losses he's not sick his kinda nauseous

Now homie this is the land of the promise
Raks,ritches raps risen we counting profit
Not trap dissing tax missing and dealing with audits
Golden roads beneath feet heaven homie I keep it honest(x2)

People lost they souls they found them in my melody
Raps I call my remedy to rappers I'm a refugee
Even in the Cemetry I'm cemented in their legacy
Even when I die I'm engraved in your memory
Thoughts of burning Hennessey
Beyonće kinda lemony
I came through with a bar but they call it all fellony
Blue eyes were involved revovled around the sun to see
Pluto,mars and celesty
And thinking to myself that's probably just were I should be
Never practice modesty cause honestly its a prophecy
Prohibiting believe so I'm believing in my theory
Looking at it closely it shines goldly that's my odessey
I let it shine to the world for every single 1 to see
That mean Couples are blind to me
Blindly wrap without a seed
Mustardy intoxicate and intercede
Blindly be
A rapper with a PHD
Now you'll see
The pressure projected by society to have this rap thing in my genes

Now homie this is the land of the promise
Raks,ritches raps risen we counting profit
Not trap dissing tax missing and dealing with audits
This my is golden roads beneath feet heaven homie I keep it honest(x2)

Its old school but I still keep it classy
Keep it non genre specific variety is vastly
Chosen from you chose it wrong (Oops) you don't know nike
I got it on my shirt now the labels wanna sign me

No sentiment
I it's all because innernet
Crashes in 10 days I found 10 ways to get this ready then
But I'm on cloud 9 so please pardon my residence
If I do the math it technically means means I'm no.1 then

I might just buy a trumpet
To be triumphed
I see spitting bunt wraps
Never done that
I just rap it up for you to come and unwrap(what)
Thats kit kat
You blunt wrapping niggas better fall back or wrap that

Looking at the stars thinking that's where I should be
Shining all bright and problem free
Maybe there's alot for me
But is really destiny
For me to set the problems free
It sounds kinda lovely hope you love me I send love and peace

Now homie this is the land of the promise
Raks,ritches raps risen we counting profit
Not trap dissing tax missing and dealing with audits
This my is golden roads beneath feet heaven homie I keep it honest(x2)

Junk status
junk is what they paid us
Blackberry forced to speak to different operators
Read it off my apparatus

Dozens of murders
Lethal,painful and fatal
Beat a lane full of anuls
Teach a lesson or 2 then grade us
As failures
I'll prevail
Under your survuilance
That magic touch
Sprinkle abit Kendrick,Chance and Jermain dust
Bring the heat and cremate tha
Dictators
So called predators
Stoners,enhalers
Sedaters
Invaders
Tha lablers
Culture destroyers who leave crator that does not lead to the greater good direspect to the maker our creator meet your maker the plug plug plug fill up yo mug mug mug and forgave after shots fired and a few mugs mugs mugs swept him under the carpet under the rug rug rug


That was messed up

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