| Ninety-nine problems with a hundred dreams
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| Caught a million dirty only worth about a hundred clean
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| Night vision all I’m seeing is the color green
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| Life is just a black and white movie on a colored screen
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| Two Verizons, dreaming bout a new horizon
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| My wave got 'em scuba diving, the new Poseidon
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| Bury my truth, this lead is a proof, tearing my suit, my only fear is that
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| you’re scared to be you
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| When your true colors showing, you show up out of the blue
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| Dressed black as the night, guess you’ll be mourning me too
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| Come through I save a morning or two
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| Please pray for me mama, my karma carries a flu
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| So what’s a snake to a charmer, that spends too much on designer
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| Can you tell me the truth? |
| can you tell me why my foes in cahoots
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| Life sentence, every sentence is life
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| Fuck love I can never get the sentiment right
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| Man, fuck it
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| Primo, it’s the chemo you know
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| Feel like Nino, feel like Nicki in Casino you know
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| Feel like Paul he couldn’t go like drinking Vino you know
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| Or maybe Remo moving millions down in Rio you know
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| Street cathedral
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| Half the shit I’m buying I don’t want for real (I don’t even want it)
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| I copped a Ghost so I can haunt the hills (skrt)
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| I swear sometimes I feel possessed by it
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| Sex, drugs that’s the best diet
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| A millionaire can still be pour as shit
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| A broke man can still be more than rich
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| I know that more exist
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| I took the purple pill from Morpheus and Lawrence Fish
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| Burn! |
| flame retardant, my brain won’t entertain the fucking pain department
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| I remember watching everybody leave, scraping up some weed just to breathe in
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| that same apartment
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| Trying to kill the pain with some Percocets
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| Pop two more before they even started working yet
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| Cold! |
| Denim jacket was my only cover
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| Same year they got my father and my older brother
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| Women lie and try to say that I’m their only lover
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| Fuck it, only lover
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| I tell her try it on a different sucker
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| I get high and start thinking of her
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| Primo, it’s the chemo you know
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| Feel like Nino, feel like Nicki in Casino you know
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| Feel like Paul he couldn’t go like drinking Vino you know
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| Or maybe Remo moving millions down in Rio you know
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| Street cathedral
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| Berlin Benz’s custom leather need designo
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| Big green, Lou Ferrigno you lose the signal
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| There’s no connection, go you so collected
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| But now you rose from the ashes of the smoking section
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| Primo, it’s the chemo you know
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| Feel like Nino, feel like Nicki in Casino you know
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| Feel like Paul he couldn’t go like drinking Vino you know
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| Or maybe Remo moving millions down in Rio you know
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| Street cathedral |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Street Cathedral , by - Belly. Song from the album IMMIGRANT, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп