| They want us to fight, but we just want to get high
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| Work all day, all night, trying to get fly
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| When I get some money I’mma buy me some time
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| I can’t fight your war until I’m finished with mine
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| I used to be mad at the government
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| Redirected some of my anger towards the mothership
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| Trying to guess which shell living hell sleeps under
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| When the grand scheme plan keeps all these people wonderin
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| Why we still runnin in place frustrated?
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| Pride is mistaken for hate, it’s upgraded
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| I got a little breath left, let’s suffocate it
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| Point at the epiphanies and call 'em all drug related
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| The time I spent with my life on bent
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| Trying to find the friends inside my head
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| Must have disengaged every phase and stage
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| Of of my I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming of age
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| My unofficial autobio
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| Will be accompanied with tips on how to smile
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| Cause I’ve found that when they don’t see you frown
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| They never know that you’re a threat
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| And they don’t sweat you when you came around
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| So who’s going to be my next door savior?
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| Step up to your neighbor, and do me a favour
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| Take off the mask, let it all collapse
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| Empty the pack and watch your wings grow back
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| Society becomes jealousy, intimacy becomes intensity
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| Say it with a smile like it’s meant to be
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| And all of a sudden, «boom», American family
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| And I can tell when your mad at your past
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| Because you tend to take the turns just a little too fast
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| And I can tell how you push your foot on the gas
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| That you already knew that you was gunna finish last
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| Slow it down and take a little time
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| To look up at them clouds with the fake silver lining
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| Up in a tree knowing damn well you never reach the top
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| But you don’t stop, you keep climbing
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| Well okay, it’s settled
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| No more nights in this weed and thorn infested meadow
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| Uh-uh, from this day forth, only forward I pedal
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| Get the memo I’m cutting the strings Gepetto
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| Shuffle the cards and let’s argue
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| Rooted in between the computer games and cartoons
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| Stop and watch us all get lost
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| Between God and a shot of scotch, let’s get fly
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| Uh huh gon work all day work all night
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| Uh huh won’t fight your war until Im finished with mine
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| Uh huh gonna forward move, gonna buy me some time
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| Uh huh Im cutting your strings and keeping my smile |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Fly, artist - ATMOSPHERE. Album song You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп