40 Feet Tall

[Verse 1-Savant The 9]
Nigga I stood 40 feet tall, through it all
Patiently waitin for my chances, patiently watin for my advances
I danced with Satan himself, complemented his product
Done with all of the fucking drama, Landlord what up, you know we started this
The king of Las Vegas nigga, fuck your acknowledgments
I grew up in the standard with the standard
Played the cards you dealt, years gamble with your life
40 bock, don't too many live to tell the tale
Heavenly prays sent, God couldn't give a hell
12 hard years in a motherfuckin prison cell
Killas coming in raw, tunin into Chip n Dales
Filling up and down, black and white
Every time I call home, niggas dying left and right
Living like my hearts gone now, maybe its the way I like
The blind leading blind, is our motherfucking way of life
Torn with this rap shit, the bully of the play pen
Hattin is a disease that everybody here is plagued in
I was raised in, like a cave man, I was caged in the environment I was raised in
Now look at me and Landlord, made men
All them long nights out, gotta sleep them days in
I could've been born anywhere, God set me in hells of America
The center of the block, Plymouth rock
With the roses in these gardens livin rot
And the next Michael Jordan shootin hoops is getting shot
Twin Glocks got popped, then lock got dropped
Then hearts got darken, then heart got stopped
I was in a play, shook and all
Stayin low, in a crawl bitch under the smoke
Lookin through the fog, through it all
We blew it all, dope and b raw
When the towers came down I stood 40 feet tall
And when the towers came down, I stood 40 feet tall
{Verse 2-Tha Landlord}
Look I used to dream of doin songs with a dead fan
Put a thousand on ya head, that's a headband
I hope I get protected by these prayin hands
From all this fake love I keep takin in
Ain't no hand outs, ima make em learn
Before I give you a fish, here take this worm
I keep my problems in my pocket, it ain't they concern
Just know I turn into a Dj when the tables turn
I could've folded, but I rode it out, with my chest pokin out
But they didn't know, so they owe us now
They know the route, cause they sold us out
They love since they up, cause they can't hold it down
When the 60's and the ? had the west side
I was on the next block, with a fresh Glock
Uncle marsh, talkin bout you cop x, knowing you an ex cop
If you getting money, well keep your mouth closed
Cause if you pushin keys, there is always a mouse close
Yeah he from the hood, he stayed in the house tho
Learned from the streets , cause my momma locked me outdoors
When its hot, nigga act desperate, sippin out a double cup at my tax session
That's a double lesson, niggas test you when you under pressure
But I be standing forty feet on these fucking /