| They put the plexiglass back how it used to be
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| Before you came around everything was out of reach
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| Scattered clapping after the speech
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| Next Act took no one just played they beats
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| Beats me, 'bout all he told the beast
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| Took a knee somewhere around shining sea
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| (No bobbing though)
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| Under the undertow, piles of dope
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| Felt some type of way, the plug don’t smoke
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| Come off the plane smell like curry goat
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| Face like I just passed the teller a note
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| Calm and cordial
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| Overly formal
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| Regret to inform you, this the new normal
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| (new bar same as the old bar)
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| They got fanta leaf in the burbs
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| At it like Patty Hearst
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| Love hurts
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| Undeterred
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| For the thousandth time, went ahead and armed the Kurds
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| Dead birds as far as the eye can see
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| We survived
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| We were new in our own eyes
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| All the lies I’m 'bout to tell are true
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| They just had to rhyme
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| We made it out alive
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| We were new in our own eyes
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| We survived
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| We survived
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| We were new in our own eyes
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| All the lies I’m 'bout to tell are true
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| They just had to rhyme
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| We made it out alive
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| We made it out alive
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| Edward Gorean public housing
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| The township Robert Townsend
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| Potemkin village outside Towson
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| Town square got a full Italian fountain
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| Model home shuttered, Piru windows
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| Me and her still browsing
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| Dénouement score by de Troutman
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| Savion Glover when I’m counting
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| Instead of poets, you motherfuckers begat accountants
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| Mach whispered, «how the gat sounded?»
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| Holy grail, frail chalice
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| Palace shook while the artillery pounded
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| Break every idol on your fuckin' mountain
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| We survived
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| We were new in our own eyes
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| All the lies I’m 'bout to tell are true
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| They just had to rhyme
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| We made it out alive
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| We were new in our own eyes
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| We survived |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Windhoek , by - Billy Woods. Song from the album Terror Management, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп