| Let it begin, we came to win
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| Yeah we refuse to lose
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| We the truth, while you get boo’d
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| We get «aahs» and «oohs»
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| Thinkin' you got a chance
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| Man, you got it confused
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| Microphones, here to fuse
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| More than once, Deja vu
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| Let it begin, we came to win
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| Yeah we refuse to lose
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| We the truth, while you get boo’d
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| We get «aahs» and «oohs»
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| (Frusciante singing «yeah yeah»
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| In the background)
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| Thinkin' you got a chance
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| Man, you got it confused
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| Microphones, here to fuse
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| More than once, Deja vu
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| Space may be in the final frontier
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| But it’s made in a Compton basement
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| Replace the knight’s buzz
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| Not in light years
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| Blood, sweat and tears
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| Yeah we faced it
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| «Reprimand Camps», dismantle groups
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| No Crash Bandicoots
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| Recruit real soldiers
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| Push lines on Rudypoots
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| Passwords got stamps
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| Euro’s pounds calculating loot
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| The fan’s gotta eat «that's true»
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| My kids and family do too
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| Ghetto Poems for the riders
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| Make music, ladies groove too
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| Nocturnal businessmen inspire
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| Hustla’s to make precise moves
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| More than once, showed and prove
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| Deja vu, mics, bulletproof
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| More than once, showed and prove
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| Deja vu, mics, bulletproof
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| Let it begin, we came to win
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| Yeah we refuse to lose
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| We the truth, while you get boo’d
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| We get «aahs» and «oohs»
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| Thinkin' you got a chance
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| Man, you got it confused
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| Microphones, here to fuse
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| More than once, Deja vu
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| We specialise in ripping mics
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| If I rip it once, I can rip it twice
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| If you’re Superman then I’m kryptonite
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| I had to skip for life, I be spitting like
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| A semi-automatic, let niggas have it
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| Call me Channel 3 cause I’m known for the static
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| Like Knights hit the scene, watch things get tragic
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| Making niggas vanish but we don’t do magic
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| Running like a river, flow fantastic
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| Stand and deliver Lou Diamond on you bastards
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| Natural disaster, I naturally smash you
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| You ain’t got a chance I’m a man’s God and master
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| You ain’t got the flow to glow the passion
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| We known for action, don’t know to ask them
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| A tense up for yourself when it’s assassins
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| Deja Vu all over again
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| (M-m-m-made, made in a Compton basement)
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| Let it begin, we came to win
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| Yeah we refuse to lose
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| We the truth, while you get boo’d
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| We get «aahs» and «oohs»
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| Thinkin' you got a chance
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| Man, you got it confused
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| Microphones, here to fuse
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| More than once, Deja vu
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| Let it begin, we came to win
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| Yeah we refuse to lose
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| We the truth, while you get boo’d
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| We get «aahs» and «oohs»
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| Thinkin' you got a chance
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| Man, you got it confused
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| Microphones, here to fuse
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| More than once, Deja vu
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| Let it begin, we came to win
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| Yeah we refuse to lose
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| We the truth, while you get boo’d
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| We get «aahs» and «oohs»
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| Thinkin' you got a chance
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| Man, you got it confused
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| Microphones, here to fuse
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| More than once, Deja vu |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Deja Vu , by - Black Knights. Song from the album Medieval Chamber, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп