| It’s everybody
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| Inner body
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| Outtabody, probably kill somebody
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| Godi, Uni-body, Mac, Lucid, Vertigone, Omni, I mean, I’m in
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| I’mma go hurt somebody
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| Snatch they soul outta they body
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| My odyssey outtabody, bed a
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| It’s everybody
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| Inner body
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| Outtabody, probably kill somebody
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| Godi, Uni-body, Mac, Lucid, Vertigone, Omni, I mean, I’m in
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| I’mma go hurt somebody
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| Snatch they soul outta they body
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| My odyssey outtabody, bed of nails
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| I be trippin' sorry so sloppy slippin'
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| Party flow copy writin' poppin' my clip in
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| For set trippin' and dippin'
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| Slack for roll clippin'
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| Back for dope shippin' hackin' yo henchmen
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| Open hopin' you doper than those other who’re testin'
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| Smith with no will of a Wesson
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| Professional hexin'
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| Got all you day head? |
| impression reverse reflection
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| Cursin' keep guessin' hollow fellow devour your flesh in-
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| Sixty seconds or less to teach you maggots a lesson
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| Its of the land
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| Hand over heart
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| Handle sense all in to drop
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| Right out your hand to foot mouth
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| Handle handeled hearts leave
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| Put out then look out below
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| My stratus atlas satisfactory
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| Fear me for loathing
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| Out of boundaries
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| For bidding live it
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| Give it a moment of clarity then take it away
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| Somehow I’m galliant in the gallows
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| But they marked some, taught them, led them astray
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| And the winds with the winter
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| Banish them when
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| There were bad mannerisms
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| And the rhythm had to get 'em
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| Give them aneyurisms
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| Universal body
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| IQ wasn’t matched and trials upon
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| Godly
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| Sorry
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| Soar in orbit
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| Corridor warrior
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| Are we far beyond the best? |
| Yes
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| Ces hard to death you best check for a loss of breath
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| You talk bad til I cross your path
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| Now I’m on your ass motherfucker
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| Better watch your step
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| I just met you, breezy
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| But I bet you’re easy
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| Tell by that dress showing off her chest
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| No electing me
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| But I’ll kick for free
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| Later on with legs spread with these
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| Hotty I wish you beg for me
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| Hips, twistin pitchin' position
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| Man, in missionary switchin' and flippin'
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| It’s everybody inna body
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| Outtabody, probably kill somebody
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| Godi, Uni-body, Mac, Lucid, Vertigone, Omni, I mean, I’m in
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| I’mma go hurt somebody
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| Snatch they soul outta they body
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| My odyssey outtabody, bed a
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| It’s everybody inna body
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| Outtabody, probably kill somebody
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| Godi, Uni-body, Mac, Lucid, Vertigone, Omni, I mean, I’m in
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| I’mma go hurt somebody
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| Snatch they soul outta they body
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| My odyssey outtabody, bed of nails |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Outtabody (Bed of Nails) , by - CES Cru. Song from the album Capture Enemy Soldiers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп