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Cunninlynguists Dirty Acres Valley Of Death (intro) Aunque pase por el valle de sombra de muerte No teinere mal alguno, porque tu estasas conmigo Tu vara y tu cayado me infunden alineto (verse 1 - Natti) Man I scene obscene times before this hip-hop game, came Like the cops that check me, left me in mate To a system where gingerbread men are to overbake Put to work in the dirt for a buck and quarter a day Choppin down trees for the next prison that’s made And separate us from slaves with thirty dollars and pay The jailer got a tailor and an F-250 Standing on dirty acres feeling God damn filthy Natti stands for his, suckas crawl for others Understand the biz or suffocate under covers Cuz somebody gets paid, our lemons are simply beginnings My sweat been the sugar in some cracka’s lemonade Got my brother in Baghdad, hands clenching grenades While we hustle like house niggas, trying to buy chains Back asswards, for trying to buy change I’ma walk through the valley and rally through my pains nigga (verse 2 - Deacon The Villain) Ima wear your confederate flag and be a rebel Burn this witch down, Gretel with heavy metal Cancelled, for pissin on our hopes and esteem Since I’s a youth scene it scenic like they broke in my dreams Weave it together; I need all the yarn you can swing From filthy farms we’ve learned ‘bout types of alarms we can ring Are you gon listen? It seems the only sense you got is vision? And since we’ve shed our sense now the census steady slippin And since we stopped our youth from praying senselessness is livid And the rich don’t really give a fuck cause they don’t gotta live it I see hard living everyday, you never pay to visit To ya’ll the hoods a museum, in truth we just exhibits In truth we just some digits, a means to and end By any means from our KY we gon win Since ya’ll don’t wanna listen, I ought to use fists in place of my pen So then maybe all this shit’ll sink in (outro - gospel) Dwelled in the valley of death Fell in the pits it holds Been to the mountain top Where streets are paved in gold And I know Only God can put out our flame Until then we gon face our pain And I know Only God can put our out flame Until then we gon stake our claim On these dirty acres |
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