Eternal Land

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Now in this game i'm a writa (writer)
.... but i spend my life like a rida (rider)
how to contain all this desire?
with this pain, i am the flame, to the fire
 
-we thee eternalboyz
circle with a verbal voice
soul and flow curves to points, smokin on those purple joints-
-we thee eternalboyz
bars smart as Urkel boy!
lurk with no curfew, learn our virtues, turf rebirth's you boys-
 
EEEternal land, world in our, virtual hands (2x)
 
 
yea, this is my first collab on rap pad,
Yeezy with that crack, but he pass that loud pack, in that gas mask
this is the loudest, climbin these mountain, we crack backs
puttin in the work till the latch batch, hookin with the words that catch bass
i mean bass, just scratch that, Cat on my lap, take a cat nap
pussy on my face, like Scarface, she scratch that
Forever the ones, forever young, we gotta be
This land has Eternal federal; seeds from these young prodigies
what is your prophecy,
don't wanna be Eternal? you wantin to leave the circle?
then leave, and don't bother me
teeter totter off the seat, our land sits with these tighter bars
we want the finest yarn, and if you ain't hand picked, you won't find our yard

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JayFlow
Member since June 8 2014

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