| Born in a flood on a frontier, at first light, nurse like
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| «You should not have come here, scumbag»
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| Out a love shack into a bloodbath, hustling
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| Young king snakes through skull tats
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| Knowers of the whole half, Hulk smash overture
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| One man motorcade, none stand holier
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| Cowabunga houses of the holy fuck in free New York
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| It’s hoodie over goalie mask, for Obi-Wan two three and four
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| And five and six
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| Open for the broke as hell and high as shit
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| Who write survival music, nevermind the tiny violins
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| Nevermind the icy-handed racketeer
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| We’re smashing atoms here, it’s oranges and apple care
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| I’m only out of bed to grapple with the hanger in the rabbit ears And pass a
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| little data through the atmosphere, bump in the night
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| Black hearts under the knife, money, it’s a wonderful life
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| Some people they live life
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| Not with my money
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| It’s how we do it though
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| You really had a wonderful life x2
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| Only as he died
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| Was there a true assessment of wasted time
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| Field of dreams full of landmines
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| Schemes over landlines
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| Early girl, swirl, spit her out like wine
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| Edge of the world, I’m where sherpas climb
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| Fragrant smoke curl in forgotten shrines
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| Pith helmet, Quinine, waves like crime
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| Below deck slaves lay supine
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| Blind lead blind cyclops rock shines
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| Ghetto Versailles dusted pantomime
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| Fly wigs spry jester’s jibes
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| Iago in the wings eyes like knives
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| Santa’s sleigh bring ways to slay kings
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| Conflict ice in his Super Bowl ring
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| Lufthansa heist be like his usual thing
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| Equality of man once the shrapnel fling
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| Drive 'round till that transponder ping
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| Some people they live life
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| Not with my money
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| It’s how we do it though
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| You really had a wonderful life x2
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| Dry saliva scent
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| I will survive in less than five attempts
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| I got a bad case of the whatchamacallits
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| I caught it crawling through the vents
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| Bread and circuses
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| For all purposes and all intents
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| But hear me out
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| The pornographics of poison gases is hella graphic
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| I cite my sources, they’re mostly scorpions and yellow jackets
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| Obi-Seven wielding force of habit
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| Bringing home the bacon
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| Faking out the telepathics
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| Another classic
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| Another ass to kick, file it
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| My steel toe got a lotta mileage
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| Tryna teach the scum to use the sun to tell what time it is
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| Something’s gotta give for gods and generals far as minerals and vitamins
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| Service with a smile and know the aisle where your item is
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| Live from Emerald City where the glass is greener minus all the Heinekens
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| Holy spirit that’s been cleared to smear your sciences
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| And clear your sinuses |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wonderful , by - Billy Woods. Song from the album Known Unknowns, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп