Looptroop - Looptroopland

Chorus Welcome to the Looptroopland where I grew up man./ Don't dare to trespass you get chewed up and,/ spit out on the floor. You gon' do what man?/ Not a damn thing with your screwed up plans./ Welcome to the Looptroopland burning Ku Klux Klan./ Shine a light in the dark, time we move up man./ Touching hearts and heads like only true love can./ Ain't nothing sweet though, you don't want my crew god damn!Welcome to a real live show where the stars shine bright./You should be happy right now, we're servin' bars to bite./ See this is how we roll whether cars or bikes./ You gotta pump it real loud or you might cause a fight./ Because your people wanna hear this, their people wanna hear this,/ and the police they fear this so of course they wanna hear this./ You're nowhere near this too slow to catch up,/ been around the world twice before you asked whutup./ Wack as fuck you open your gap too much./Shut up and let us bless the crowd with some real master cuts:/"What are the leaders afraid of?"/Looptroop crew I tell you straight up./Got my weight up - fully loaded nutsack./Backpacker hiphop knock you out your rucksack./Say: Fuck that! If we a hard act to follow./ Fuck that! Cus we are all that and y'all know/who's pickin' up the beautiful blondes, droppin' musical bombs,/while you bitchin' in your beauty salons./You one minute fools - with two minute songs,/can't fuck with the troop - we got too many songs!Chorus Fuck y'all! We in here, ain't going nowhere./Fuck y'all! We out there takin' care of binniz./Take it to the streets if you feel like you can finish/off what you started. This beat is four minutes/of beef performed in it's purest form and it's/got kids all over the world supporting it./Your label got you gassed up in hype now you caught in it./We're at their office right now extorting it!/Your gimmick is now to sit down and shut it,/when I spit something with your chick on my nuggets./Answer y'all with your mothers! I ain't wastin' no time./you can beef with the boys I got women to wine,/but I ain't spendin' a dime - I ain't standin' in line./You the babblin' kind - while I'm handlin' mine./Yo I spit it this time ain't no roadblock strong enough./You and your crew is fallin' off when we're formin' up./Before you know it we out on the freeway,/windows down, burnin' 250 and we say: Welcome Chorus Welcome to where business is pleasure, and it's business as usual./You bitches still hatin', well the feeling is mutual./Welcome to the land of possibilities - where anyone can meet cop hostility./No hospitality, no milk and honey./Ain't no love in the land of filthy money./This is the land of two way communication,/cus you got the right to say no before they smash your face in./It's a nice place to go for a vacation./They book your room with no view down at the station./This is the place where everything we say is true,/and no matter what the government is here for you and you./Welcome to a world of freedom fighters where we don't fight fair,/cus this is where they turn your dreams into your worst nightmares,/and put a bullet in your belly if you act up kid./It's a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't wanna live - in the Chorus