| One two, one two, one two
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| One two, yo
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| Mic check, mic check
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| Strictly for the sake of my own amusement
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| Makin' music that I’ve infused with illusion
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| That’s all that life is and there’s nothin' to it (yeah!)
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| So what the fuck have y’all been doin' bein' human?
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| You would never assume it, all the shit I’m in tune with
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| Gimme two minutes, I’ll put an end to the critics
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| Fair weather fans and cynics, I’m better with analytics
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| Simpleton savages couldn’t manage to manage business
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| Averages averages they don’t man I ran the percentage
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| Doin' my civic duty and you couldn’t get to Ubi
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| Livin' in the boonies, I fit the euphemism for loony
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| Lookin' ludacris, kablooey, I blew this shit into kibbles and bits
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| Belittle your clique, in the middle I sit
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| The killer city committee meet and kill 'em in third
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| I’m feelin' disturbed when a villain emerged
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| Now I’m chillin', I’m as vicious as the realest you heard
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| Wit' my pen I kill 'em absurd, and rhyme seven syllable words
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| Yo!
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| I’m not your average Joe (hard-h-h-hardcore)
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| (F-f-far more than the average)
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| (I'm as vicious as the realest you know)
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| (Only difference is consistence I’m considered a pro)
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| I don’t got mad dough, cars, designer clothes but still
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| I’m not your average Joe
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| (Maniacal approach, my product is dope)
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| (You're listenin' to the pro with accurate flow)
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| Yo
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| I got one foot in the game, one foot on the floor
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| Head in the sky, hand on a panhandle, a bum beggin' for more
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| Someone peg him as old, a stegosaurus oppose
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| My gumball’s big and bold, no regular show
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| Phenomenon, John Legend-ary, heaven would know
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| I’m on a never ending run, Dave Letterman
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| My enemies on a Ethan Hunt, but they can’t get in my zone
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| Li’l Caesar one, eight, seven your soul, blow!
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| You get the picture, closed caption, I know your stats
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| Expose negatives under developed photographs
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| I flow effortless, ces regiment growin' fast
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| Deal intact, fuck around and feel the wrath, hold the math
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| Ja Rule told me that the pendulum swing
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| And that only the underground can bring an end to the king
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| He was lookin' stunted he stunted on him with treasure and bling
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| A man measured by the spread of his wing, put that on everything
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| Yeah
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| Money was never a thing
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| Not-not your average Joe
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| (I'm as vicious as the realest you know)
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| (Only difference is consistence I’m considered a pro)
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| And these rap clones should know I’m no Donny Brasco, for real
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| I’m not your average Joe
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| (Maniacal approach, my product is dope)
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| (Listen in to the bro with the accurate flow)
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| Yo
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| Say what you say, I’m in it 'til I get a few rings
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| I’ll never Cobain, I’m lifted off this medical strain
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| I wet up your brain, I’m on a different level, insane
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| Evident save, vile villain with the venom in veins
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| I’ll never change, like a residue with red and blue stains
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| They never knew they, would meet me
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| Then they’d met a new fate
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| An edible plate, if you’re listening, I said a few things
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| Yeah, if you’re listening, I said a few things |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Average Joe , by - CES Cru. Song from the album Catastrophic Event Specialists, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп