| Constantly on the come up, constantly on the come up
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| But I always get this feeling and it’s constantly on my stomach
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| I learned to always follow my instinct, when you come from where I come from
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| They try to make a nigga feel like King Kong in the concrete jungle
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| Damn, cause they don’t teach niggas how to deal with anger
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| Nah, they only teach niggas there ain’t nothin' real but danger
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| Politics will not swing in our favor
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| Cause all of us are rappers or entertainers
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| But I still woke up and said, «Young nigga, get it»
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| Cause this is your life you can choose how you live it
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| Are we just lost in the city of madness?
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| Or do the powers that be just lack human compassion?
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| I don’t know…
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| And they don’t want you to speak the truth, man
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| See when you speak the truth they like to make you feel crazy
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| But you ain’t crazy, don’t let them lie to you
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| Whoever you are, you out there
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| Keep doing you, man, fuck the haters
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| Let 'em hate, let 'em hate
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| You only get one life, you know
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| And this life ain’t in my control
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| When you talk about politics, it’s a rod for a lightning bolt
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| Tell me how do you fight a war when the price is for your soul?
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| When you gambling with your life, that’s a hell of a pair of dice to roll
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| They say, «Bobby Ray where you went? |
| All you talk about is whips»
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| I say you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it take a sip
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| Yeah, everybody got their own two pennies
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| But what does that mean if it don’t make sense?
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| I see the crowd, their hands up high
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| But what does that mean? |
| What do they get?
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| At the end of the day what I get paid and they go home what do they think?
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| How can we ever be free if policies don’t ever change?
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| You know, sometimes it feels like it’s just against the world, man
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| Who really got our best interests, man?
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| Don’t, don’t, don’t let 'em take your soul, man
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| Don’t, don’t, don’t let 'em take your soul, don’t take your soul
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| No Genre
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| People ask me what No Genre means
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| You know, I once did a mixtape called No Genre
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| I didn’t realize that no genre man, like no genre really described my career
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| People started, like, gravitating toward No Genre and, you know, I was like, «Fuck it, let’s do a part two»
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| It really can’t be defined by any genre, so
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| Fuck it man, No Genre |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Many Rivers , by - B.o.B. Song from the album No Genre 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп