| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door!
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| Let’s go! |
| 8−18, H O P
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| Bet on me, you gon' see
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| Ain’t no thing, bitch, I’m on
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| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door!
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| Yeah, 8−18, H O P
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| Bet on me, Prodigy
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| When I hit the track, bitch, I’m gone
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| I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone
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| Yeah, homie G, the cold emcee
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| Rollin' deep through your vicinity (yo)
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| I just had an epiphany
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| I don’t know what it did to me
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| But I’m hopin' the devil doesn’t get into me (woah)
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| I’m still a beast whose enemies finna be
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| Off the chain with a brand new delivery (yeah)
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| Try to get in my way, the feelin' of rage
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| That sit in my brain and then I blast you to smithereens
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| Nigga please, I’ll be damned if I’m thrown on the back burner
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| Fuckin' maniac purgin', a rap server
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| The cat burglar who be committin' mass murder
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| That’s word to the G.O.D.
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| Fuckin' the game from the P.O.V.
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| Niggas beg and they plead on knees
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| There’ll be no peace, the D.O.G., I feed on beats
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| If niggas wanna die they can lean on me
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| No Bill Withers, U.P. |
| I done built it up
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| You wishin' you was on the field with us
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| I’m the ill nigga, no deal, look at me grill niggas
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| Fuckin' with me then I will erupt
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| Still we must remain calm
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| Napalm in my dang palm
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| I’m a dark villain like Blade, Spawn or Akon with a cape on
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| It ain’t fun, you can’t run
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| This is the horror flick your life is based on
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| I ain’t gon' say that I’m runnin' shit
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| That’s the shit every rapper say and think about
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| Nigga, just go in and look at the bank account
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| I just don’t have enough patience to take it out
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| Niggas is hatin' now, I don’t suffer from no paper drought
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| Always winning’s my favorite route
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| My whole life, I just lay it out
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| Being around me is a blessing so, boy, you should take a bow
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| Look!
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| I’m 'bout to make this bitch jump
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| (Watch me, watch me, watch me)
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| Take a look, take a look
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| (Watch me, watch me, watch me)
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| I’m shuttin' shit down
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| I’m 'bout to make this bitch jump
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| (Watch me, watch me, watch me)
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| Check me out, check me out
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| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door!
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| Let’s go! |
| 8−18, H O P
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| Bet on me, you gon' see
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| Ain’t no thing, bitch, I’m on
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| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door!
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| Yeah, 8−18, H O P
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| Bet on me, Prodigy
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| When I hit the track, bitch, I’m gone
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| I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone
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| Comin' up, niggas said, «He can’t go far.» |
| (oh shit)
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| I cut through like a relay go-kart (woah)
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| I give it to you like a B-Day postcard
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| Killin' shit with my nigga DJ Romar (yeah, yeah)
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| You know you made it when they claim you overrated
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| Flow is slayin', cultivatin'
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| Way way back in the golden ages
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| Now I got hoes from here to Copenhagen
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| Like nigga, you don’t even know where that’s at
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| BagBak 'cause I’m a class act of Mad Max
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| A mental hazmat lookin' for a jackass to spaz at
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| I’m turnin' you niggas into my lab rats
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| Hashtag, #FuckYouMan
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| Got a dome piece with a nut and a bolt screwed in
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| Don’t care what cult you in
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| I’m AWOL like I’m D. Trump’s new plan
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| I be givin' you some mo' action, mo' thrashin'
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| Old-fashioned ho slappin', throat slashin'
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| Hittin' you harder than a collision with a semi
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| The windshield bust and then you’re thrown past it
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| I’m the maniac in yo attic, nomadic, toe taggin'
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| Ho, that’s my dick, you should blow at it!
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| I don’t really give a fuck about your feelings
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| You can cry me a river 'cause I’m a dog and you know that shit
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| Clearly there’s a devil on my shoulder with an angel
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| But they don’t go back and forth
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| We are all in agreement in knowin' just what I am rappin' for
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| Just smashin' whores, give me ass galore
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| It’s all I’m askin', Lord
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| I can fit the women inside of my black Accord
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| And we can speed through the night, unless I crash of course
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| I may need to see a psychiatric ward, so let’s go!
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| I’m 'bout to make this bitch jump
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| (Watch me, watch me, watch me)
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| Take a look, take a look
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| (Watch me, watch me, watch me)
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| I’m shuttin' shit down
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| I’m 'bout to make this bitch jump
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| (Watch me, watch me, watch me)
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| Check me out, check me out
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| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door!
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| Let’s go! |
| 8−18, H O P
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| Bet on me, you gon' see
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| Ain’t no thing, bitch, I’m on
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| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door!
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| Yeah, 8−18, H O P
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| Bet on me, Prodigy
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| When I hit the track, bitch, I’m gone
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| I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone
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| I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Nigga, better tell these hoes I’m kickin' through the door! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Purge , by - Hopsin. Song from the album No Shame, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп