| So, here we go, here we go
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| Am I ready? |
| Are you ready?
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| Are they ready? |
| Are we ready?
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| I don’t know, I don’t know
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| What do I know?
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| I know you need to
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
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| I’m like hallelujah!
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| Praise God, almighty, the most high
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| Alpha and omega in the sky
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| I’m like hallelujah!
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| Praise God, almighty, the most high
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| Alpha and omega in the sky, I’m like
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| Made in the image of God
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| With a blunt in my mouth and a bitch on the side
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| Hold up, wait a minute my life need a massage
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| Happy ending with a money menage
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| Me, dirt broke, that’s a money mirage
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| Runnin' my city like I’m the Wizard of Oz
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| Everybody wanna know what I devise
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| Everybody wanna know, yeah
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| Got a new vision, everybody listen
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| Fuck around I got a new religion
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| What it is, what it isn’t, all of that revision
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| Get the fuck up out that prison
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| It’s obvious the body is the cracker
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| The worse it is, what hurts it is, the blacker
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| Everybody actin' like the brain don’t matter
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| Mind over matter unless we talkin' brain matter
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| Actin like you never seen a ass way fatter
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| Bitch way badder, mind in the gutter
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| Food for thought, yeah that’s the plan with the butter
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| Talkin' shit, ya get hit like what up?
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| I just wanna do it but I can’t
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| World wanna tell me what I ain’t
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| Far from a saint, come now just let that boy paint
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| Let a mothafucka like this live
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| Yeah, lemme show 'em what I gotta give
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| Let a mothafucka like this live, like, like
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| Made in the image of God, can you feel the vibe?
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| Mothafucka is you ready to ride? |
| Is you ready to die?
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| Like B.I.G. |
| the V.I.P
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| The greatest of all time, I’ll be Ali
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| See, I be
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| The cost of livin', it ain’t free
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| See, the tab on me
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| Feelin' like the man got tabs on me
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| Wonder if I only had rags on me
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| Would ya love me, want me?
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| Here with this, I know
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| Funny thing is I don’t even know
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| All I get to have and all I have to give
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| Is what my God will give
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| Yeah, lemme show 'em what I gotta give
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| Let a mothafucka like this live, like, like
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| I’m like hallelujah!
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| Praise God, almighty, the most high
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| Alpha and omega in the sky
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| I’m like hallelujah!
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| Praise God, almighty, the most high
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| Alpha and omega in the sky
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| I’m like
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| Hold up, wait a minute
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| Know my mind been goin' like whoa, ayy
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| I been thinkin', prayin', hopin', dreamin' it won’t go away
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| I know my mind alright, I know, ayy
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| I know my mind alright, do you know a way?
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| Your way, do it your way
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| Do it your way, do it
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| (Open your)
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| This is beyond the flesh, this is beyond the flesh
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| This is from the soul and for the soul
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| This is for all my brothers and sisters, for all my children
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| This is for every race
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| This is for every color, every creed
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| Music does not discriminate, music is made to assimilate
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| Black is beautiful, black is beautiful, and so are you
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| Strollin' down the highway, I’m strollin'
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| And I was strollin' down the highway
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| Strollin', strollin', strollin', strollin'
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| I was strollin' down the highway
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| With my mind ablaze
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| Strollin' down the highway
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| For days and days
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| Strollin' down the highway
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| With my mind ablaze
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| Strollin' down the highway
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| For days and days and days and days
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| Hello?
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| I know, I know, I’m supposed to been home, I’m coming
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| Just, I’m on my way home, every time
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| I’m on my way there right now, okay?
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| Oh shit!
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| Life, what’s it all about?
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| What? |
| Wait, where am I?
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| The space between spaces
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| Beyond time and existential intelligence
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| Forget, fuck all the hippy shit, where am I?
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| What’s the last thing you remember, Atom?
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| I was in the store, I bought some smokes
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| I came outside, the phone rang, I…
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| How do you know my name?!
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| You were walking home from work when you died |
| Died? |
| Dead? |
| I’m dead? |
| I’m dead?!
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| It wasn’t an act of courage or bravery, but it was your time
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| What do you mean it’s my time? |
| What? |
| I got…
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| What about Vanessa? |
| What about the baby?
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| Your wife and son? |
| You see, that’s what I like to hear
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| You find out you’re dead and the first thing you worry about is others
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| Man, answer me, what about my family?
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| What’s going on with Vanessa?
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| They’re doing just fine
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| You see, your wife was cheating on you
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| Wait, wait, the bitch did what?!
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| And even though she loved you dearly
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| She was a bit relieved you would never find out
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| Wait, what the fuck you mean she cheated on me?
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| How you gon' tell me I’m dead then gon' tell me my wife cheated on me?!
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| Atom, none of that matters now
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| Walk with me
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| Wait, what is this? |
| Is this… Is this heaven?
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| No
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| Well, I don’t see no pitchforks
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| Little red people runnin' around
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| It ain’t too hot up in here so I guess this ain’t hell either
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| I think the easiest way to describe it, this white void
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| Is to look upon it as a waiting room
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| So… are you God?
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| Yes, I’m God |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hallelujah, artist - Logic. Album song Everybody, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп