Two Sheet Landscape

[Verse 1]:
Ink follows me the places I walk, getting pages for breaking the law, slap on the wrist go to court… hope you never get caught, forget everything you’re taught
Live on nothing but my own thought, rarely veering off course… heading back to the bars, watch how they work, a vrue, hit the lab yo and dance to a new tune… who speaking the truth into ya melon with the wisdom of a thousand light years. Subconscious easel inside of my head, supervisor hittin the meds, are you for or against? And euphoria hits you again… thousand years till the sunrise, every second through the eyes of men, empathy and mental telepathy, bounce down the track and claim a new territory… hair clip laying at the side of my bed, shorty jealous… I’m in love with the text, gotta cancel a date with a damsel, cause my words hold weight like the coyotes anvil…

[Hook]:
Kids running home bouncing their balls, right across the road there’s dealers and whores, men confined by the concrete walls, in two hemispheres were we fire brim walls, this is complex… evolution come at a price, round here people pay with their lives, make ya gut wrench… as I’m looking out for me and mine, Pang fam only strength will survive…

[Verse 2]:
Yo, stains on the jacket with spray paint, get around town with the bottom of the pants frayed, won’t look me in the eye or my mans face staring at the ground with a blank gaze… stay loyal to the fan base, sticking to the plan gotta hold to the mandate, see me at the back of the club, yo… even when the band plays, rhymes gritty like they’re written on the sand papes, ten in the count with a two sheet of landscape… bugger that me and shorty got plans made, punch the addy in the smart phone filling up a car load, follow baby mummas in taragos… hit the site while they playin my tune, but I still make an exit all covered in glue. Boss shed hair and his kids lose sleep, cause when bed time comes there’s nobody to read, cigarettes burn till the lung is diseased, the dynasties left to a son who’s a fiend, and this is just the harshest reminder, the truth hurts make a mere kid a rider…

[Hook]:
Kids running home bouncing their balls, right across the road there’s dealers and whores, men confined by the concrete walls, in two hemispheres were we fire brim walls, this is complex… evolution come at a price, round here people pay with their lives, make ya gut wrench… as I’m looking out for me and mine, Pang fam only strength will survive…