| Yeah, yeah, we back baby
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| I ain’t gone lie, man, I ain’t gone lie
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| Tell 'em
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| Last time we partied was fucking massive
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| And I’m still scattered, haha
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| But you know we still at it
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| From my mic in my mumma’s cupboard to rap
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| With Mr Illmatic, I’m Phil Jackson
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| Got eleven gold rings on the wall
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| Shit, if you gone ball make sure you have a ball
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| 'Cause it’s a great escape so day to day
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| I keep hammering away word to Andy Dufresne
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| Yeah, them boys are back, you better buckle up
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| Switch to flight mode as we forever run amok
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| I’m zen with the pen, I’m in Chi mode, bro
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| So I wrote a rhyme to blow your mind like CeeLo’s phone
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| I’m on another level, let 'em flap their lips
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| Decapitating gladiators, call me Maximus
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| And if you really believe, man, that’s all that it takes
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| I ran up, slam dunked and put my balls in their face, hahaha
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| Never gonna
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Never gonna
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| Gonna break my way
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| So you best make way
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| It’s the great escape
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| «Drop the bass, take it straight to the face»
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| «Yeah, yeah»
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| «Yeah, yeah»
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| «Oh Lord, I’m ««Yeah—Yeah, yeah»
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| «Yeah—Yeah, yeah»
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| «Oh Lord, I’m "
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| Ever since a kid I had my hand up on the globe
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| And I would spin it 'round in circles just to watch the world unfold
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| Before my eyes and now I literally spin around the planet
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| Flipping rhymes around these melons like it’s fucking acrobatics
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| What up? |
| Yeah, this shit’s banging
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| I made a wave hitting sharks like I’m Mick Fanning
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| In the wind, man, I gotta say there’s nothing sweeter
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| 'Cause the only time I fade away is when I hit the buzzer beater
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| I spit red flowers, these lyrics all help
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| To break through and take you beyond the physical realm
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| Yeah, you’ll never find none iller, for real-er
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| You’re fucking with a three headed Godzilla
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| In reverse, a benevolent beast building on earth
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| Putting feathers on letters after killing a verse
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| Yo, I ain’t turning back, I’m prepared and you gotta love it
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| Like Bernie Mac, «I ain’t scared of you mother fuckers» («Kick ass»)
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| Never gonna
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Never gonna
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| Gonna break my way
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| So you best make way
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| It’s the great escape
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| Don’t call it a comeback, we’ve been here for years
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| Rocking our peers, yeah, we covered the sphere
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| Blood, sweat and tears, rain down like a monsoon
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| Listen to the bass go boom
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| So, Macca, what up? |
| How your microphone sound?
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| She sounds tight, well aight, show 'em what it’s about
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| Yo, man, they musta forgot, we 'bout to blow up the spot
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| We double trouble, bubble-bubble, bubble, bubbling hot
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| So throw yo hands in ayer
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| And wave 'em like you just don’t cay-er
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| And if you like fish and chips or hitting big spliffs
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| Everybody in the house say oh yay-er
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| We been in the game for ten years making rap tunes
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| Way before the internet and chat rooms
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| So stay awake 'cause together we’re a movement
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| We’ll never fade away we live forever in the music
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| Music, music, music, music
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| Never gonna
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Never gonna
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| Gonna break my way
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| So you best make way
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| It’s the great escape
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| «Drop the bass, take it straight to the face»
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| «Yeah, yeah»
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| «Yeah, yeah»
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| «Oh Lord, I’m ««Yeah—Yeah, Yeah—Yeah, Yeah—Yeah»
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| «Yeah—Yeah, Yeah—Yeah, Yeah—Yeah»
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| «Oh Lord, I’m "
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| Never gonna
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Fade away-way-way
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| Never gonna
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| Gonna break my way
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| So you best make way
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| It’s the great escape |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Great Escape , by - Bliss n Eso. Song from the album Off The Grid, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп