Baby, village man in the mix, okay
Village man in the mix, okay
Village, look, uh,
Slap his backboard
Then grab a passport, fast forward
I had to do some shit you never asked for
Accompany my alias, legion screamin' the task force
Nigga, what the f*ck you think the mag for
Always make an entrance, nigga schemin' the back door
I'm the one they turned they back on
Creeping in the bushes, premeditating a manslaughter
Mother's infidelity, re-invented the swag father
Dirty ass cup and my gringa, forget the grams on her
I'm a native to the creed, ho, I am Connor
I'm a native to the creed, ho, I am honor
Jungle man, assassinate the heroes when I land on them
Yeah, look, village man back home, strangle you with my lasso
Birds-eye flacko, smithereens of tobacco
Part-time asshole, visionary with cash flow
I walk back home through the jungle and asphalt
I got laughed on, goofy nigga with Samsung
But it was kids lost in the world that ain't have nothing
Not gon' speak on what they did to him but he had it coming
See me enter , member of the mob, as the mind assumption
With a leather-ass jacket and my gun, silence percussion
All behind the mental of his mind, cause nobody loved him
See me in the villager disguise, I'm the island cousin
Book of MOB, I'm doing psilocybin inside a dungeon
He took a seat and then we had a greed on some final numbers
Layer cake at 3am, boy, it's like the jungle
How the f*ck I commit homicide in the Royal Rumble
Jin Sakai, I had to put the knife to a loyal uncle
And nigga, last night was mad real, cutting through the foliage
Traveling in the daffodils, green tea chamomile
Villager man, the actor here, my scent lavender
Mark the date on your calendar
Seem like it's the only way for me to back you bastards up
Nigga, I got halal on my spatula
Climb the instrumental, then I had to lit my candle up
Village man, from the earth, to the ground, back to dust.
The Mob - Intro (Back To Dust) Lyrics
The Mob - Intro (Back To Dust) Lyrics
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Baby, village man in the mix, okay
Village man in the mix, okay
Village, look, uh,
Slap his backboard
Then grab a passport, fast forward
I had to do some shit you never asked for
Accompany my alias, legion screamin' the task force
Nigga, what the f*ck you think the mag for
Always make an entrance, nigga schemin' the back door
I'm the one they turned they back on
Creeping in the bushes, premeditating a manslaughter
Mother's infidelity, re-invented the swag father
Dirty ass cup and my gringa, forget the grams on her
I'm a native to the creed, ho, I am Connor
I'm a native to the creed, ho, I am honor
Jungle man, assassinate the heroes when I land on them
Yeah, look, village man back home, strangle you with my lasso
Birds-eye flacko, smithereens of tobacco
Part-time asshole, visionary with cash flow
I walk back home through the jungle and asphalt
I got laughed on, goofy nigga with Samsung
But it was kids lost in the world that ain't have nothing
Not gon' speak on what they did to him but he had it coming
See me enter , member of the mob, as the mind assumption
With a leather-ass jacket and my gun, silence percussion
All behind the mental of his mind, cause nobody loved him
See me in the villager disguise, I'm the island cousin
Book of MOB, I'm doing psilocybin inside a dungeon
He took a seat and then we had a greed on some final numbers
Layer cake at 3am, boy, it's like the jungle
How the f*ck I commit homicide in the Royal Rumble
Jin Sakai, I had to put the knife to a loyal uncle
And nigga, last night was mad real, cutting through the foliage
Traveling in the daffodils, green tea chamomile
Villager man, the actor here, my scent lavender
Mark the date on your calendar
Seem like it's the only way for me to back you bastards up
Nigga, I got halal on my spatula
Climb the instrumental, then I had to lit my candle up
Village man, from the earth, to the ground, back to dust.
Village man in the mix, okay
Village, look, uh,
Slap his backboard
Then grab a passport, fast forward
I had to do some shit you never asked for
Accompany my alias, legion screamin' the task force
Nigga, what the f*ck you think the mag for
Always make an entrance, nigga schemin' the back door
I'm the one they turned they back on
Creeping in the bushes, premeditating a manslaughter
Mother's infidelity, re-invented the swag father
Dirty ass cup and my gringa, forget the grams on her
I'm a native to the creed, ho, I am Connor
I'm a native to the creed, ho, I am honor
Jungle man, assassinate the heroes when I land on them
Yeah, look, village man back home, strangle you with my lasso
Birds-eye flacko, smithereens of tobacco
Part-time asshole, visionary with cash flow
I walk back home through the jungle and asphalt
I got laughed on, goofy nigga with Samsung
But it was kids lost in the world that ain't have nothing
Not gon' speak on what they did to him but he had it coming
See me enter , member of the mob, as the mind assumption
With a leather-ass jacket and my gun, silence percussion
All behind the mental of his mind, cause nobody loved him
See me in the villager disguise, I'm the island cousin
Book of MOB, I'm doing psilocybin inside a dungeon
He took a seat and then we had a greed on some final numbers
Layer cake at 3am, boy, it's like the jungle
How the f*ck I commit homicide in the Royal Rumble
Jin Sakai, I had to put the knife to a loyal uncle
And nigga, last night was mad real, cutting through the foliage
Traveling in the daffodils, green tea chamomile
Villager man, the actor here, my scent lavender
Mark the date on your calendar
Seem like it's the only way for me to back you bastards up
Nigga, I got halal on my spatula
Climb the instrumental, then I had to lit my candle up
Village man, from the earth, to the ground, back to dust.
Writer: J Taylor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid