| Mhm
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Skeen
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| Mandem think that they’re rough
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| Skeen, skeen, skeen
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| Mandem think that they’re rough
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| Nobody can get touched
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| Dem man dere are on stuff
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| Man wanna call my bluff
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| You’ll leave wid your head back scuffed
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| Different beam when I’m on my
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| Different beam when I’m on my crud, yo
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| Everyone’s greaze 'till a man gets pitched and reality sets
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| Don’t get vex
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| You were just screaming «dip man’s chest»
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| Now man ah scream «let's dip man, bless»
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| Tables turned, man got boxed, girls got prang, this weren’t the plan
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| Everyone ran that was screaming gang
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| Even your bro and he was Wham!
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| Know my steeze
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| There is no flexing on my Gs
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| Bun a MC in his new Nikes
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| And his little pagan that moves Siamese
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| I Don’t go gym, I just watch my P
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| Man talk crud, send a man OT
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| Touch my don, tell a man hold three
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| Seen big man cry from bally and beam
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| Skeen
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| Mandem think that they’re rough, skeen
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| Nobody can get touched, skeen
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| Dem man dere are on stuff, skeen
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| Man wanna call my bluff, skeen
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| You’ll leave with your head back scuffed
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| Different league when I talk 'bout dubs
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| Different beam when I’m on my crud
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| Skeen, skeen, skeen, skeen, skeen
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| Mandem think that they’re rough, skeen
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| Nobody can get touched, skeen
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| Dem man dere are on stuff, skeen
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| Man wanna call my bluff, skeen
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| You’ll leave with your head back scuffed
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| Different league when I talk 'bout dubs
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| Different beam when I’m on my crud
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| Look, I know man that will marry your mum, get a visa, come to the country and
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| done your clart
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| Where do I start?
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| Man have i been sick from the get go everybody knows wagwarn
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| And if I say I’m gonna box man up
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| Don’t think faces aren’t gonna get harmed
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| I might put five gold chains on your neck
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| And then make my man walk through Farm
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| Nah, them man are smoking buj
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| Draw man out, man wish they could
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| Man i got fifteen-year friendships
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| That’ll run up in your yard with shells and juj
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| Run up in your yard with shells and pain
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| These mandem don’t care 'bout shame
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| Box man down in front of his wifey
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| Your son went home thinking «you're lame»
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| Mandem are losing themselves for the reload
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| Shouting out things that will get them bored
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| Fam, I am not here for the banter
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| We can even take this talk next door
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| When you hear me, just know it’s the realest
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| Man don’t flex like lyrical whores
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| Dem man dere make tunes with dickheads
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| Dem antics, man can’t endorse, nah
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| Man better calm in the skin god gave them before man bun it
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| Ten years deep, man can’t run it
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| Dead MCs, man’s all done it
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| Lord of the Mics, yeah, man won it
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| All from heat, man’s still gunning
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| Sixteen bars had man running
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| Got no youts, man’s still sonning
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| Skeen
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| Mandem think that they’re rough, skeen
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| Nobody can get touched, skeen
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| Dem man dere are on stuff, skeen
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| Man wanna call my bluff, skeen
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| You’ll leave with your head back scuffed
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| Different league when I talk 'bout dubs
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| Different beam when I’m on my crud
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| Skeen, skeen, skeen, skeen, skeen
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| Mandem think that they’re rough, skeen
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| Nobody can get touched, skeen
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| Dem man dere are on stuff, skeen
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| Man wanna call my bluff, skeen
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| You’ll leave with your head back scuffed
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| Different league when I talk 'bout dubs
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| Different beam when I’m on my crud
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| Skeen, skeen, skeen, skeen, skeen
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| Mandem think that they’re rough
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| Nobody can get touched, skeen
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| Dem man dere are stuff, skeen
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| Man wanna call my bluff, skeen
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| You’ll leave with your head back scuffed
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| Different league when I talk 'bout dubs
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| Different beam when I’m on my crud |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Skeen , by - Blay Vision. Song from the album Turner Avenue, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп