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r.a.w music - land of reckless & wild lyrics

(intro)

[verse 1: rennie]

the land is reckless, working hard, tryna get this lettuce
give me credit
i’m just 15 and the top is where i’m headed
my name, you can’t forget it
flow insane, you bumpin’ with it
n-ggas in my city jealous
cause they can’t see another n-gga from around their way
make this paper
man these haters, don’t realize they give me buzz
but with all the love
thats all i need to rise above
they mad cuz their girl hit me up on twitter
she be sweet but i’m bitter
hit her with the cold shoulder, now she starts to shiver
i flow like the nile river
and she askin me to give her
a little freestyle… but in the meanwhile…
me and my team we on the hustle
but the struggle dont stop
and they talkin the talk
but we walkin the walk
so the bars that i drop, make them stop on the spot
(god d-mn)

[hook: afola beats]

(scratches) welcome to the land of reckless and wild… (x4)

[verse 2: chuck-c]

no disrespect
but i’m about to wreck
any punk -ss rapper that be tryna f-ckin’ step
and i ain’t talkin’ bout with my fists
i’m finna murder them with the flow thats so crisp
so if you ever tried to diss
it would surely be a miss
cause the way i spit
is so incredible
i am unforgettable
ask around they know the name
they know that raw gang be running the game
and thats reckless and wild
encase you didn’t know
it’s been a bit over a year and look how much we’ve grown
now i’m smoking big blunts you could call me al capone
cause i’m gunning for the thrown
yeah i’m chasing for that mula
fake -ss rappers we can see right through ya
i really need to get this sh-t off my chest
yes, this is to every rapper thinking that hes next
you’re not
you’re gonna be forgot
and we gon be at the top

[hook]

[verse 3: y l]

they telling me to get my sh-t together
but i’m fine like the wine your girl sippin’ on when we go out to dine
i’m on my grind like a skateboard on a railing
all i do is win sippin gin, you know i ain’t failing
i’m just scaling to the top
(so high)
skyscr-per
chopping trees while i’m chasing for the paper
you can’t hit this
i ain’t tryna be rude
but when you smoke with us
you on another alt-tude
now hop on the plane i am the pilot
and bout to crash it and start a riot
but if i land it’s a big parade
i’m bout to blow up in yo face
i’m a big grenade
coming out the middle east
i’m here to speak the truth
osama never died
he right here in the booth
i’m a lyrical terrorist
i’m here to strike fear
my sh-t don’t stop like diarrhea

[hook]

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