| Jam!
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| Aye!
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| Yeah, got these voices in my ear
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| HAAAA!
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| Yeah, I got these voices in my ear
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| Yeah (YEAH!)
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| Wake up to the sound of a million horns
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| Jesus piece ruby red diamonds in the thorns
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| Say a prayer for the Jammed and the one’s that’s gone
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| I might a missed my nigga wake, but still I mourn
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| Did it big in the club with my cash out
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| But dealing with alot so I drunk until I passed out
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| With a brall I met a broad with her ass out
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| Her concern was the earn like 'nigga what yo cash bout? |
| '
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| In the ville up on my tip with her glass out
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| We live a paparazzi life, what yo flash bout?
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| Hit the mattress set the ceiling, what yo stash bout?
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| In case I had doubts
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me get up, get up, get up
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me wake up, wake up, wake up
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me keep running, keep running, keep running
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me get money, get money, get money, get money
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| Breathe
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| What if a dream was all you had
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| And life ain’t Fab you can’t throw it in the bag
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| Niggas ain’t real, hoes ain’t shit
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| My Hammy Downs was too dig they buying clothes that don’t fit
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| I’m like, it was more than fame that the credit
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| Feeling like my whole life I been try’na be the freshest
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| Respected, in a world full of kings you pathetic
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| If you can’t buy the finer things before you exit
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| The very moment that’cha got it
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| Is where my biggest fears that I’ll doubted nobody
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| Forgotten, when I was really at my best
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| It seems like nothing left
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me get up, get up, get up
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me wake up, wake up, wake up
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me keep running, keep running, keep running
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me get money, get money, get money, get money
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| Breathe
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| Lately I been feeling like fuck it
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| Heavens in my face but Lord knows I can’t touch it
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| Plus I heard the angel wings was kind of heavy
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| Scared to put em on my back, so I threw em on a Chevy
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| Death knocking on my door I can get it
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| Looking through the peep hole in case I ain’t ready
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| Fuck this rap shit yeah I said it
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| On the road to the riches ain’t no telling where I’m headed
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| Now I dread it, the world ain’t what it seems
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| And during all the shit to be a king
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| Praying for tomorrow, some more time to borrow
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| I’m scared, aware, they whisper in my fear
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me get up, get up, get up
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me wake up, wake up, wake up
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me keep running, keep running, keep running
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| I got these voices in my ear
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| They tell me get money, get money, get money, get money
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| Breathe |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Voices , by - Big K.R.I.T.. Song from the album K.R.I.T. Wuz Here, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп