Merciless Badlands Lyrics

Staring at the mirror looking at what I've become

I lost myself early youngin' wildin' in the slums

Adolescent with a gun was only having fun

Cause all the pain inflicted horrors only made me numb

Death was knocking on my door at an early age

Had to cleanse the evil energies by burning sage

Thought I had it figured out, but it was just a stage

I had more chapters to go that that time was just a page

I had scars to collect and trauma to undergo

Under belly of the ghetto the where the funds were low

Life was a crime wave I was part of the under tow

A P-89 to keep warm when it would snow

Started slinging dope the world was such a dark place

Tuna fish with corn on toasted bread just me and Sace

Senior in junior high with guns loaded behind my waste

With death in my eyes and not a worry on my face

Every mic I spit on get scorched by the fiery

Live wirey, real life from my diary

Of a madman, I'mma son of a Sandman

Bringin' you a dream outta tha' merciless badlands

Quench my blood thirst in this blood sport with a bang, bang

Beat the shit out ya pops and invite your moms to a gang bang

Then you dropped the set cause you was never really gang gang

Like the dudes who talk with they voice scrambled on Gangland

They must have me misconstrued for being cool

I'm chillin' in the cut just waiting to act a fool

Y'all rather me aggressive and cruel just add the fuel

Til' I hop outta the G5 wagon swingin' a tool

It bark like a cane corso, kick like a mule

And leave your block lookin' like a Colorado school

I had to drop a gem on his face during a duel

So everytime he look in the mirror he see the jewel

Momma didn't raise no idiot who's oblivious

Movin' thru the rigorous jungle with my affiliates

Teachers use to call me an insignificant miscrient

That I was gonna end up in jail for my delinquence

They were right partially, cause they couldn't martial me

For everytime I didn't agree, was treated harshly

That's when the rebel inside began to conquer me

Then I graduated to spit maniacal arsonry

Every mic I spit on get scorched by the fiery

Live wirey, real life from my diary

Of a madman, I'mma son of a Sandman

Bringin' you a dream outta tha' merciless badlands

Quench my blood thirst in this blood sport with a bang, bang

Beat the shit out ya pops and invite your moms to a gang bang

Then you dropped the set cause you was never really gang gang

Like the dudes who talk with they voice scrambled on Gangland