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"Land of the Heartless"



....feat. RaEboniks, & GeminiStar(AntBlizzle)



[Chorus]

Lookin' thru my rearview, I see what I passed by...

but tha road up ahead is too dark an' I'm half blind...

I hope I get a clearview, an' reach what I can't find...

but it's cold, there ain't no heart here, so death is just halftime...

[Repeat 2x]



RaEboniks:Verse I

Land of tha Heartless...these are our kids, see how they live???

Mommy a prostitute, she tryna' make money for rent...

An' all tha government can do is give her welfare checks...

but they tryna' cut that in half an' then it's healthcare next...

Never expected anything, we had to work for our pay stubbs...

so they figure eviction notices an' Jail would certainly break us...

But much to their discredit, all that did was it made us....

Survivors out of circumstances, burn or enslave us...

We still amongst the "living," even though we in "dead" space...

so many "bullets" where we live it's almost like it's a "Lead race.."

An' Ey'day, somebody gettin' killed for they K~Swiss...

Minimum wage is crazy, got us loosin' our patience...

I hate this, but maybe this a blessing in costume...

somethin' I couldn't see before like Sunday Cartoons...

I'm tryna move from square one, but stuck in the same place...

this Land ain't got no heart, no life pumpin...Just dead weight...

....An' I can hear 'em say...



[Chorus]

Lookin' thru my rearview, I see what I passed by...

but tha road up ahead is too dark an' I'm half blind...

I hope I get a clearview, an' reach what I can't find...

but it's cold, there ain't no heart here, so death is just halftime...

[Repeat 2x]





AntBlizzle:Verse II

"May I please see your licence, registration and melanin?"

law veterans severin' former felons and citizens

trapped in this space, ordinary practical case

guilty till proven more guilty....slap in the face

authorities smile while they profile a black child

and label us everything they can that's vile

my right's been violated, emotionally castrated

but we still had balls to call City Hall, while others waited

considered lucky, since it didn't take bullets to expire me

concrete thoughts sit idly, death of Diallo hot wires me

so Mr. Officer, while it's alright to keep the "niggers in line"

watch your kids in their prime, devoting time to cyber crimes

I deeply understood why KRS is still mad

who protects us from the men behind the badge?

cuz as long as they build more jails and nameless caskets

all we got is "just us"(justice)..fuck these heartless bastards

.....Listen to 'em say.....



[chorus]

Lookin' thru my rearview, I see what I passed by...

but tha road up ahead is too dark an' I'm half blind...

I hope I get a clearview, an' reach what I can't find...

but it's cold, there ain't no heart here, so death is just halftime...

[repeat 2x]