| Goin' through them crates
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| Like this was '88
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| 808's bangin' guerrilla
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| Planet of the apes
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| Yeah, we going through them crates
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| Like this was '88
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| 808's bangin'
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| Guerrilla
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| Like this was Planet of the apes
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| Like this was Planet of the apes
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| Like this was '88
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| 808's bangin' guerrilla
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| Planet of the Apes
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| The fans know we the truth
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| Something that they can’t live without
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| Black Knights still bangin' Wu
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| Baby and we gon' live it out
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| For Doc Doom Rest in Peace
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| And my peeps who ain’t getting out
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| We gon' show the world what we about
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| Eliminate the doubt
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| The fans know we the truth
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| Something that they can’t live without
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| Black Knights still bangin' Wu
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| Baby and we gon' live it out
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| For Doc Doom Rest in Peace
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| And my peeps who ain’t getting out
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| We gon' show the world what we about
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| Eliminate the doubt
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| Pistol whip you with the steel
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| Get yellow and squeal
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| My gun bust a slug
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| That’s a deal or no deal
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| They say I’m so street
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| Cause I follow my own beat
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| Technique and rhyme patterns
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| I’m a true artiste
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| Don’t confuse me with the others
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| Cause I’m not on that list
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| Illustrate like an author
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| Real street scientists
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| Violent when I’m tripin'
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| You must be ego tripin'
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| Thinking you gon' fuck with me
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| That’s your brain on drugs
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| They gon' bury me a G
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| You in the memory of none
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| Thinking you gon' find my weak spot
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| That’ll take a lifetime
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| Your brain will collapse
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| Call you Albert Einstein
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| You could study from 30−50 years
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| You’ll be far behind
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| Cause you a dull butter-knife
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| I’m a sharp porcupine
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| You just a dull butter-knife
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| I’m just as sharp as a porcupine
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| Eliminate the fake with one shot
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| You wonder how I can
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| Because I’m everything you’re not
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| Scorching hot, they can’t resist
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| Something they can’t prevent
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| The pain is too intense
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| Welcome to the main event
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| You can never fuck with this
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| But you’ll never admit
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| Try to hold it in when I’m going in
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| Lyrics transmit
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| Make you call it quits
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| Break you down
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| With the first six
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| Bars leave you scared and they
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| Damage the surface
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| I call it service
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| You call it getting embarrassed
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| I’m something they cherish
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| You’re something that’s gonna perish
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| No time for errors
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| At all
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| Blood sweat and tears involved
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| And blackballed
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| So we move for one common cause
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| Stay relevant
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| While the others can’t even evolve
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| A problem they can’t solve
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| So them sucka’s just dissolve
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| Gangsta’s make the world revolve
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| And busta’s just play they part
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| My darts a work of art
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| To Hip Hop I’m the art
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| The fans know we the truth
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| Something that they can’t live without
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| Black Knights still bangin' Wu
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| Baby and we gon' live it out
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| For Doc Doom Rest in Peace
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| And my peeps who ain’t getting out
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| We gon' show the world what we about
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| Eliminate the doubt
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| The fans know we the truth
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| Something that they can’t live without
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| Black Knights still bangin' Wu
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| Baby and we gon' live it out
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| For Doc Doom Rest in Peace
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| And my peeps who ain’t getting out
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| We gon' show the world what we about
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| Eliminate the doubt
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| The truth |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Truth , by - Black Knights. Song from the album The Almighty, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп