Nomad

This is, nomad's land
Trust, no man has
Stepped in my sand
And believe, no one can

I heard words
Replaced the sheep
Pen took stick
Let my land speak
Traded a dubble hump
For a benz

Try to keep up with it
My combos, syllabels and verbs, so viscous
Sand and concrete, urban desert mix
Boohi, lettem hit
Mix that shit
Lets get it Sam

Im that 6th man
Game changer
Desert nomad ranger
All body, no flanger

Check ya disc jockeys, for the dialect
None of all get any, like die erect
Can't help you, BigMo's on high arrest

High hat, thump
Don't speak american-nah
Cash, grams, crush
Mind ya damn business

International
Counting monetary
Bills
Yep we on the bill
Catch it if you think we ill

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VERSE 2

Nomad
No Border
Dry land
No water
No wonder
They adore us
Bombs dropped
Not warfare

Home of the war stricken
Qoute leaders
Just minions
Grown men
Like children
Metaphor, I hope you get it

Think out of the box
A little more complex
Listen to the songs i flex on
Its in the context

This parliamentary
Is running elementary
I hope that you're getting me
Paying profit for prophecy

Fuck it, hiphop
Ima be ya prophet
From you, i will profit
Like king james, to the bible

Dont take offense
Its all inside you
It's your ignorance
That has left you liable

Take a proper gander
At the propaganda
Truth, not slander
Amused by this music
Abandoned
By the suits, and bandits
Insisting, didn't plan it
I came in from a different planet
And they called me the nomadic