| Alien communication
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| These bars I write down go flying across the nation
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| I ain’t like these spoilt brats, I really started from the pavement
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| Mobbing out, killing sets on pirate radio stations
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| Now I hit stage, get blazed, collect payments
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| No record deal but I’m still living like I made it
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| They all know what my name is, I’m smiling like «hi, haters»
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| Smoking OG all day, I’m high like skyscrapers
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| People love to small talk but me, I don’t care
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| If you ain’t talking business then I ain’t tryna hear
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| I’ll be on a plane, thirty-thousand feet in the air
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| Looking forward to landing, soon as I do, I get my dank in
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| I ain’t ramping, you see what’s happening?
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| Take over from the ground up, keep your mouth shut
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| But real talk, blud, the state of the game’s fucked
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| You want that real shit back? |
| Then holla me, I’m the plug
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| I’m the one you want
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| 'Cause I’ve got what you need
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| Holla at me, I’m the plug
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| You know what I mean
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| I’m the one you want
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| 'Cause I’ve got what you need
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| Holla at me, I’m the plug
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| You know what I mean
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| I’m the one you want
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| I’ve got what you need
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| Holla at me, I’m the plug
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| You know what I mean
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| I’m the one you want
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| 'Cause I’ve got what you need
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| Holla at me, I’m the plug
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| You know what I mean
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| Get busy with the grub, I’m electric (buzzing)
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| I’m heavy like tonnes, I get metric
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| I’m a pessimist and a skeptic (what'd you say?)
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| Plug a man up, leave him septic (chef it, chef it, chef it)
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| Full box set, Sky Atlantic
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| The shipment came gigantic ('mundo)
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| Whip it with finesse, I’ve got a next wrist (whip, whip)
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| Fuck with my food? |
| That’s a death wish
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| So I’m just rolling, thinking and I’m zoning
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| Smiling at the sun, I’m never moaning
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| Up and downs, yeah, I go through 'em, you never know, I just hold it down
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| I make money, I got it, anything you need, my part of town
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| I’m probably holding
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| Walking, now I’m running, know the man that I’m becoming
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| That be destined for some great shit, I’m grinding till my grave ditch
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| Family over paper, praying to the maker
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| Give a thanks every morning that I wake up, Capo
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| I’m the one you want
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| 'Cause I’ve got what you need
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| Holla at me, I’m the plug
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| You know what I mean
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| I’m the one you want
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| 'Cause I’ve got what you need
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| Holla at me, I’m the plug
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| You know what I mean
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| I’m the one you want
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| I’ve got what you need
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| Holla at me, I’m the plug
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| You know what I mean
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| I’m the one you want
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| 'Cause I’ve got what you need
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| Holla at me, I’m the plug
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| You know what I mean |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Plug , by - Black The Ripper. Song from the album In Dank We Trust, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп