Walk light, for these are the bad lands   Bad lands, these are the bad lands   Bad seed, castor bare of soil   Weeds run free through the golden oil   Milk outside, it's bound to spoil   Know a couple bad girls 'n they all adore you   Somethin' to assure you, we'll secure you   The television say they can do that for you   Wanna go to sleep, gotta seek a drug   Shorty on the street thinks her man's a thug   Went and got shot cuz he need the pub   Record blew on up, tell you life is rough   Mama ain't home, daddy doin' dirt   Lil' Jimmy got the fo' fifth from the shirt   'Bout to go bizerk, just needs some guidance   But in the bad lands, the results are violent      Rhymin' on the corner using gun shots for snares   Bad enough lands to make punk rockers care   They don't give a fuck just like we don't give a fuck   Righteous man get bucked and some stopped to stare   Blood on they backs cuz they ran, just a grub on scraps   No daps, mean loves n' a slug in the air   How many beefs wore to the point where everybody eats when it's over, that's rare   And in a prayer, I begged the All Mighty to spare   My daughter from fake thugs, real drugs, and players   I've been around that shit and I'm embarrassed   You been a town jester, that's careless   Perilless pits I've dodged like it's my job   They worship twisted gods and spit facades   To get that wad, what will you do?   Lie, cheat, steal, kill, till it kills you      Tumble weeds and twisted tales   These the bad lands where the angels fail (Bad lands)   Make money, try to stop the fear   If you think it ain't real, then you ain't been here (Bad lands)      This is a place where babies are hooked on drugs   Before they see the light of day   A land where doctors'll necessarily cut them out their mothers' stomachs   Just to make more pay   Their fathers run away   Consumed with the most ignorant shit you can think of   Cuz it's been dangled in front their faces like a carrot to an ass   But still they know better, they're just too scared to be outcasts   It ain't about past; let's talk present and future   Fuck presidents, what do you do with your power, your control?   Control yourself   Going dumb's not really a movement, you're really going dumb   Look at the shit they play on the radio   And got the nerve to wonder why rappers keep dying in the streets   Stop putting 2pac and Biggie on magazines until you understand the significance of why they died   Don't ya'll get it? Humans are bigger than they're supposed to be   Check yourself before you come out the house holdin' a piece,   Runnin' off at the mouth, sayin' trendy shit like “yes sir” and “ye ye”   Like it's the only thing you know   Yea, that shit is fun but don't let it be the only thing you know   Ultimately, it won't get you anywhere and trying to get out of here   Leave these bad lands behind, get in touch with my spirit, my body, and mind   Cuz I'm divine   And if no one ever told you you were, well you are      And that's it.