| Once it came to first question: «Whatcha gon' do with the time you got?»
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| Confused, they reiterated like gotta remember it’s not a lot
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| It’s not a lot
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| I replied «Just watch» while she administered the eyedrops
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| Probably redid Illmatic bar for bar, she’s gotta have it shot for shot
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| Motherfuckers waste a lot of time, akh
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| Words stolen from neighbors in bodegas when I copped my paper
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| Now you know where I got my flavor
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| Like I said, it’s a lot of time wasted, it’s a lot
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| Sorry, skimmed through your music, found no reason not to approve it
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| It was all relatively toothless, you’re just a guy
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| Ruthless how they did Ruth first, I let the package sit overnight
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| Let it open on the desk, how he live is anybody guess
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| Poe’s «Telltale Heart» pigs wait patiently for you negros to confess
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| No rush, the wind through your shed’ll rattle your sheet metal
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| Pour, the meat pimps peddle
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| Don’t front like you stupid, you on they level
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| Pressed, passed a while the mortar and pestle, said «presto»
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| When they found that .38 special
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| The wifi name is «Assata is safe here»
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| The passcode transpose the notation between kick and the snare
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| For whosoever believe feeling beastie, Paul Revere
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| It’s all gone square, sand shifting, a brief history
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| Take cover, tread light, I ain’t got no type
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| Love is love, y’all
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| Knowing better don’t mean you doing better
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| We watch the sky fall
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| Lit by the moon blush, dip soon come
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| Blue movies on the tablet like I’m non-respectably ratchet
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| Rappers politically black halfwit
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| Pack spliff vegetate halfpipe twilight
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| Tomorrow’s just another yesterday
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| Several ways to skin a coon
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| Magnolia bloom with the blood pool
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| Lord, who can I run to?
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| Live feed from slum view
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| Whole crew kick laces knotted NY power violets
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| What up family? |
| Then it shot
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| She stopped giving bop, adjusted her top
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| My alarm clock is black children playing in the park
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| Every nigga’s a star
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| Crowdfunded constellation burned keloid scar
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| Oh, he go hard, the young gods bark
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| The universe is a cardsharp, my new studio’s a smart car
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| Had a dream I gifted Nardwuar some Carhartt
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| To spark a heart most toxic, hock spit
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| Blast my way out, gut full of rock shrimp
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| With much vigor to the rhythm of bodybag zipper swipes
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| Never paid the asking price, double down on paradise |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tread Lightly , by - Armand Hammer. Song from the album Rome, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп