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Beat Produced By: Twisted Chemist
Artist: Ese 40'z Ft. Lazy Blue Devil
Song: Land Of Crystals (Twisted Chemist Remix)
Album: Bud N Brew
Year: 2017

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Lyrics

“Land Of Crystals”

(Lazy Blue Devil – Verse One)
Crys… Meth… Call it what you will…
Come around this bitch… Bring a twenty dolla bill…
All I see… Is I-C-E…
With a little twist of death… If you don’t come correct…
On my side… I’m living so raw…
Muthafuckas tripping… Thinking everyone’s the law…
I’ve seen it all my life… I even tried it twice…
In the world so cold… Had to take my own advice…
What I hear… Is bullshit getting clear…
You bout to get these slugs… If your ass keeps getting near…
How I live… I’m drinking all the time…
“L.B.D.” and “Ese 40’z”… On another thin line…
Of robbin… Or bout to pull a jack…
Move to the sound… You could hear them rocks crack…
But that’s the way it goes… And everybody knows…
You better pack your strap… And stay on your toes…

(Ese 40’z – Hook) 2X
In the land of crystals… Pistols and dope…
Hella shady in them streets… Where there ain’t no hope…
And the tweakers fiend… While they stacking the green…
Get smoked for a twenty… If that shit ain’t clean…

(Ese 40’z – Verse Two)
Homie come through… See the way we ride…
In the land of “New Mex”… So many homicides…
It’s the land of crystals… Land of pistols…
Ay-Kay assaults… Twelve gauge… And the list goes…
On and on… Fool I got that funk…
“G” beats… For the streets… Coming out the trunk…
Homie… Homie… Where you from?? This the “Nasty’s Gang”…
“N.B.G.”… “One-Three”… Fuck a lame…
Man I put it on the map… With that “Artesia” jale…
Ice berg… Dope sack… She’s a keeper… Chale…
Fuck a dope fiend trick… Sack chasing slut…
One cocks in the mouth… The other’s in her butt…
That’s what I’m seeing in my streets… Where the sickness dwells…
Banana clips on the creep… With a box of shells…
I’m dropping something for the gangstas… Ese fuck the fame…
Them imitators just ain’t us… You know the name…

(Ese 40’z – Hook) 2X

Now to most I’m known… As uh rolling stone…
But I always find my way back… To “Artesia” homez…
I’m that vato with the clown face… Double “S”…
With “40 Ounce” up on the flow… The wicked get no rest…
I’m from the land of crystals… Pistols… And geeks…
And them hellafide hoodrats… Late night freaks…
It’s a way of life… Homie I tell no lies…
They twist a water tower pipe… Until their conscience dies…
And then them fools get lit… And them bullets fly…
Over money, power, dope… Let the foolish try…
To test their luck... In the land… Where the devil roams….
“Nuevo Mex”… Southeast… On the serio homes…
From the “Tiny Town”… To the “Crazy Town”…
And all the rest across the map… Now I lay me down…
Awake in the dark… For my soul to creep…
And if I die before I sleep… It must’ve been the tweak…

(Ese 40’z – Hook) 4X