No Man's Land chords by Snowgoons
Intro 1
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Drink the
Verse 1
juice that don't freeze
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Don't provoke me get
drunk and get cut off
Like the fro on Kobe
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The Dave Letterman late
night laughin'
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At new jacks and veterans
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Dime bag peddlin' in clubs
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for gentlemen
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Any fool think he do,
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Lord please send him in
And hand me a Dutch to
Kill the rush of adrenaline
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Duh! Better luck trying to
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Headbutt an elephant no
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breath to spare
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Fucking with the air element
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Spit amid hate to
the greatest degree
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Fittin' any rapper spittin' with
More paper than me
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And if any catch me slippin'
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It's gon' take an MC
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I'm barely thinkin'
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there's three that
Gon' take it to me
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The battle gon' take
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more than your cakes
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Your keys fakin' your freeze
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Forsaking all your greatest degrees
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We can take it from the
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A's to the Z's
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After engaging with Breez
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Niggas scared as shit of staging MC's
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It's the ipso facto
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Enough with your whack flow
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I shit on MC's like
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intolerant of lactose
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Spit black holes, take a risk
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I'm still fire 'til your paper
Fist take a hit
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The vapor get into your brain
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Shut off your synapses
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And vocabulary balance
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like a planetary axis
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Throw those savage blows,
damage foes
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Beating Breez is like meeting
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Three average hoes
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Verse 2
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No man's land
Nothing less than the real advance
Where we at? No man's land
Nothing less than the real advance
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False
Verse 3
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prophets, fake gods,
illegitimate kings
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Make for the o's of death like
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That shit in The Ring
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I be on that old get rid of the bling
Save the kids,
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somebody gotta save the shit
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Many things dumb
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with the gun but
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Just don't play with it
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Damn why they ran after Jam
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Master Jay with it stupid ass negroes
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Heart at the lip make 'em
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soft at the ego
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Stripes and stars putting the
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God through the evils
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I'm screaming of
a dreamer bringing
Movement to my people
They scheming on our means
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Of transporationlike devol
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And it's like that
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You know what happens when you
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Ask for your bike back (What?)
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Where the lights at? So I
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like mine's 'til
Haters don't like crack
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Final hour find the power to fight back
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I write that living in Harlem
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Nigga with problem thoughts givin' how
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I figured they solve 'em
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Contemplation conversation
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Think with the force that can
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conquer nations
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Frontline offense, I'm Walter Payton
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It all comes around like revolving
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date ends
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Doucheland goons in the boon,
we cakin'
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Oops! That was your bitch,
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now we takin'
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Bust along schneck
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e, I'ma rock your nation
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Strip clubbin' with Whiskey
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rocks and Jason
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Verse 4
No man's land
Nothing less than the real advance
Where we at? No man's land
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Nothing less than the real advance
Outro 1
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No Man's Land
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