| Off tour, back up in the lab again
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| Get to cookin', yup goin ham again
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| Flow like a battering ram, or a man in a van
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| Crashing into their wack rapper sedan
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| Cuz I’m mad at’em
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| Tell’em it’s a wrap, welcome to the rap laminate
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| Sever the cabbage of any rapper hailing the baphomet
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| You can’t stomach the subject matter we handle
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| If you did manage it, it would probably shatter your abdomen dawg
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| I hear y’all suckin' y’all teeth, when you hear «Christian Rap»
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| Like the Son Of God sweet
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| Boy, if I come at y’all, you know what I could’ve done to y’all
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| If I wanted dawg, wouldn’t none of y’all eat
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| Broke in the game like a rap burglar
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| The Rap Nat Turner, with a habit to rap circle around you
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| But you never heard of me, so I understand why you laugh
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| But just know I can murder these rap cats that you have heard of
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| The hardest part of this is not to bury you
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| Part of me don’t want it, but the other part is daring you
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| Feeling froggy, take a leap like a skydiver
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| I promise I’ma catch a body like a parachute
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| You know how hard it is, keeping it positive
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| Even with God in it, if not it’d be more people involved in it
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| Just know this not hip hop in a lesser form
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| This Truth Music, harder to make but it’s better for’em
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| I could’ve been the villain, lucky you
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| But I’m over here chillin, lucky you
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| I coulda been on that side, lucky you
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| But flow got baptized, lucky you
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| Forgive, I just feel like they just had to know
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| And realize that if I wanted I could go
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| Kill everything on that side, lucky you
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| But the flow got baptized, lucky you
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| Hi guys, I’ve arrived, it’s me the Bible guy
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| I was only trying to shine this little light of mine
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| Trying to give sight to blind, trying to rewire minds
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| Line for line, so they can be everything GOD designed
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| Why would guys try me, like I couldn’t if I decide
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| To put them in dirt, and give them whis work, 9 to 5
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| Rifle at the Eiffel, willing and ready to snipe and any guy
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| You idolize, bombing like Iron Mike with
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| Al Qaeda type fists, Kill a rival with this mic of mine
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| Simple as pile driving a knife into a slice of pie
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| And not the Macgyver type, Michael Myers size
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| Every rhyme up inside this binder of mine could be homicide
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| See I been cool, but you been doing too much lately
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| Thinking you can play me, like I’m some tuba or ukulele
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| Better watch how you be doin' that Newborn Jewish Baby
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| I can do to you for HIM, what Slim will do to you for Hailie
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| I’m tellin' y’all, I been hell calm lately
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| Don’t get your head, neck and all, severed on HD
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| Reppin GOD in Heaven, y’all could never Kanye me
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| And you ain’t got the answers, so you could never Sway me
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| I still rep what I been reppin, it’s GOD’S gang
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| I kill flesh with a big weapon, I’m John Wayne
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| God Over Money boy, we don’t come to work to play
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| Oh, you thought Christian Rap was soft, you gon learn today
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| I could’ve been the villain, lucky you
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| But I’m over here chillin, lucky you
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| I coulda been on that side, lucky you
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| But flow got baptized, lucky you
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| Forgive, I just feel like they just had to know
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| And realize that if I wanted I could go
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| Kill everything on that side, lucky you
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| But the flow got baptized, lucky you |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lucky You , by - Bizzle. Song from the album The Messenger 4: Independents Day, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп