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 ' 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