| Whatever happened to the days we were raised pop breaks spray paint and bust a
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| flow
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| The same way those days must’ve came and went away had to change up and go
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| The underground, where I stay we create from a high plane but I came from the
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| below
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| Some of these things never made for us to know
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| Watch the rain 'cause my brain combustible
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| Now we all got a vote to cast
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| Now we all got a vote to cast
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| But which gas gonna blast you in the face?
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| There’s no tellin' but at least they asked you
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| Make way, 'cause I’m 'bout to pass through
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| Stack cakes and I’m 'bout to cash out
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| Up, up, and a fuck away we go, and I bet a lot of y’all will pass out
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| Round here they still hatin', I’m still makin' that real bacon
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| Look at the craft they grill makin', I’m still Jason, they still facin'
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| A mad man with the pills, pacin', I peel faces and heal patients
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| Probably never get a vacation
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| I’m undercover like a free mason, check three praises
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| Turn around and fire at me, you little idiot, I’m all the way up
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| Make a scene off a half of Maybelline, to make it seem you gonna face the makeup
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| My earthquake finna shake the place up
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| Your real fans really need to wake up
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| Stand still, that’ll get your face bust
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| The marshmallow man on the plans to stay puffed
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| Whatever happened to the days we were raised pop breaks spray paint and bust a
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| flow
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| The same way those days must’ve came and went away had to change up and go
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| The underground, where I stay we create from a high plane but I came from the
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| below
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| Some of these things never made for us to know
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| Watch the rain 'cause my brain combustible
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| Back in the day, in the dane of danes
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| Back when the RZA was a razor blade
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| The U-B-I really thought he could change the game
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| I know some of y’all might’ve made the same mistake
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| It turns out, really couldn’t change a thing
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| Now we’re fucked in the game, no shade of grey
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| I get the radio with the pay to play, and now the Ces Cru sittin' on layaway, yo
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| I thought that I could be a major player
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| Maybe one day see my face on Fader
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| My team’s not hittin' like Major Lazer
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| So please stop kickin', gettin' paid to say words
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| It’s not in the cards, I rock with the stars
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| Get to toppin' the charts, I’m watchin' a star
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| 'Cause I’m not really on to profit this large
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| And the single that I’ve dropped, a shot in the dark
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| Ha! |
| Call it target practice
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| White guy rappin', not a shard of blackness
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| But that I’m speaking from my heart, the fact is
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| If you was smart, you would never start this rap shit
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| Still I’m bringing in this party atmosphere
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| Seen a couple women cardiac in here
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| Get yours 'fore it all collapse, get clear
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| The government has made it hard to stack this year
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| It’s the art of distraction, bask in fear
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| They wanna take it 'till the armed attack is near
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| I feel the pain when I carve my path
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| They said it came with the game, what part is that? |
| (Shit)
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| Take charge when I lead the pack in
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| Or tell the promoter I’ma need to back in
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| I’m hella overpaying fees and taxes thinking back to the street which’ll leave
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| me askin'
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| Whatever happened to the days we were raised pop breaks spray paint and bust a
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| flow
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| The same way those days must’ve came and went away had to change up and go
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| The underground, where I stay we create from a high plane but I came from the
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| below
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| Some of these things never made for us to know
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| Watch the rain 'cause my brain combustible |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Combustible , by - CES Cru. Song from the album Catastrophic Event Specialists, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп