Badlands Lyrics - Singles - Lutricia Mc Neal

(McNeal/Jay G/Papalexis/Larossi/Benn/Yacoub/Swing) 

I'm talking about the badlands 

Ain't nothing but a sadland 

I don't blame it on the city 

But the badlands put its mark on you 

I see Johnny at the corner 

As the Popsicleman 

All of a sudden he's got a gun in his hand 

Now Johnny's in a wheelchair 

'Cause of the Popsicleman 

At the wrong place at the wrong time 

Now he understands 

I need to find some peace of mind 

I need a rest, I need to unwind 

This hangin' and bangin' goin' on 

This ain't no hell, this is my home 

Talking about the badlands 

Ain't nothing but a sadland 

I don't blame it on the city 

But the badlands put its mark on you 

Bad Land! 

You gotta know the streets muthaf-a 

It can't be no one 

time beef muthaf-a 

Can you feel me really 

I hope you rocking mic's 

than you ain't slinging dope 

Check the masses who major in the 

gunblast on yah filthy rich ass 

cause you ain't never cut class 

But they did 

now they're f-n' underrated 

Y'all showed no love 

so now their hearts are full with hatred 

And ain't trying to throw no joints, or no bullsh... 

Just drink liquor, smoke hydro and just pull sh... 

Stay jigg without the man, stack the grand 

cause the plan done work 

Now we're duckin' from Uncle Sam 

Blam! Take that on yah way out 

Stay out. Yah days out - lights out! 

Back to my hideout 

You inside out makes the inside edition 

A scar is my tradition 

Doin' you in intermission