Oliver Woodall - Bizzareland lyrics

(We (we) livin' in the ghetto We (we) livin' in the ghetto now) (We (we) livin' in the ghetto We (we) livin' in the ghetto now) People say you're overrated, look at me People say I'm underrated from Dub-V f** another b**h tellin' us to leave I could walk up to your girl and get it for free I'm just kiddin', man I don't rap about p**y or poppy seed I'd walk up to your girl and shoot the breeze Maybe roll a blunt and smoke some trees Kiss on the cheek right before she leaves And before you know it my number's all she sees Like damn What the f** are you even thinking about? Turn it up tell your neighbors, say it's too loud The Vo is here now and we ain't leavin' without All your hands in the air and we can hear you shout Got the Reggie Watts flow, like "f** sh** Stack" I got lost in the beat and never made it back You were born with a sign that said "made to slack" I was born and they handed my mom a plaque, b**h please (We (we) livin' in the ghetto We (we) livin' in the ghetto now) (We (we) livin' in the ghetto We (we) livin' in the ghetto now) It's DevAnni, been on the sideline But now it's rhyme time And I lay mine like land mines and show time Time to blow minds and blow coke lines The flow sublime, west coast divine You wanna go toe to toe you must be outcha mind Not even in my prime and I'm still flippin' dimes to get mine And get by and reach a peace of mind Hopin' I won't end up doin' time, foolish guys Thinkin' they school with rhymes b**h you don't spit You drool on the beat Like a fat man who's trying to eat So try to compete I'll let loose with the heat that defeats your whole team And take a puff of OG to mellow me out Thanks to D and Olly G for lettin' me eat the beat But I'm out, peace (We (we) livin' in the ghetto We (we) livin' in the ghetto now) (We (we) livin' in the ghetto We (we) livin' in the ghetto now) The crime of the capture Hit me with the master The time in my mind Is long past the rap, sure Kid growin' up wants to be a news caster But keep the kids away from the new church pastor I'd ask her Think that we could move a little faster? But f** it I don't take no for an answer De-cancer my cancer, this god is a dancer At last my past can pa** on altogether, and Not be a predator forever, whatever Commemorate me for never An endeavor or something clever My rhymes penetrate your mind along with other people And this verse curses the church and the steeple Lethal weapons f**in' commin' atcha Like a fantastic venture to the rap (ah) Back to back on the vo mob, fo sho bob Long past a time where a b**h is the show God Working away all the truancy laws, look at the jaws The flowing cape cod of ape gods And we press pause (We (we) livin' in the ghetto We (we) livin' in the ghetto now) (We (we) livin' in the ghetto We (we) livin' in the ghetto now) (We (we) livin' in the ghetto We (we) livin' in the ghetto now)