| Relax your mind and let your conscience be free
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| You’re now rollin with them boys from the 313
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| The riley, we freaking your frequency, frequently
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| Ilijide, we freaking your frequency, frequently
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| Tab 1, we freaking your frequency, frequently
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| Ilajide, we freaking your frequency, frequently, tab 1
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| We on it, we got it, so come and get it, get with it
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| We get inventive with them writtens till they picking up tickets
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| You get your ticket to kick it
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| We take that money and flip it
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| It’s always sunny when I spit it
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| Like I’m Rickety Cricket, you get it
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| T baggin the beat like mac and dennis
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| So click in that thumb stick on that PS’s when I be winning
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| Intelligent gremlin, just pillager and battle more
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| But Kooley so, come with a load and explode on that metronome
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| Yeah raquet on they hands and face was in
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| But a case from home alone
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| When the mic is on, I chop the foam
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| Get it crisp as a waffle clone
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| Give me a papa jone and get on the microphone
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| And give em a couple syllables, make em feel it all in they toes
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| Beat my generals with the flow
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| Y’all so minimal in the show
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| Y’all should step your f’ing game up, 'fore you aim up with these bros, ah
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| Go found and put it down like a fort embattered
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| With snow me and tabi be letting go
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| Like an enemy friend or foe
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| Grippin tight on my thumb before hands are greasy
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| You slippin slow off the roof of a 100 floor building nigga
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| You yellin «oh sorry, we can’t hold on no more»
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| Though we be barely inside the closed circle, we blessed at shades will hit
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| your fo fo’s
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| So wipe your feet up, pull the seat up
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| Trigger speaker while we beat up
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| These beats Ilajide put in the sense
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| And just to eat up
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| Relax your mind and let your conscience be free
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| You’re now rollin with them boys from the 313
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| And Riley, we freaking your frequency, frequently
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| Charlie, we freaking your frequency, frequently
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| L.A.Z, we freaking your frequency, frequently
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| Charlie, we freaking your frequency, frequently, L.A.Z
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| Let the gas pedal hit the floor
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| Accelerate the speed like the autobahn
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| License plate, Ree Cee
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| , rollin out with my brethren
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| We 4 deep doors in the back seat cause work tiring
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| I ain’t lazy, know exactly what I tryna be
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| A 25 years old retiree
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| Iry, iry, fire weed, inspires me, the lines of my diary
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| I’m in need of some privacy, and a little piracy
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| I sit back and stream shows, picture me floating
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| And let me tell you how the dreams go
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| I be Kyrie driving, soon as time expiring
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| They admiring my 3 and then they scream ho
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| Do it in my sleep, wake up and do it with a freak
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| Frequently I’m frequencies, the speakers need
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| Relax your mind and let your conscience be free
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| You’re now rollin with them boys from the 313
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| And Riley, we freaking your frequency, frequently
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| Noveliss, we freaking your frequency, frequently
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| E-Fav, we freaking your frequency, frequently
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| Noveliss, we freaking your frequency, frequently, E-Fav
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| Over breaking beats and the salute
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| Became the perfect canvas the camera snap of the top row
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| Lyrics aerial moonsault, shooting stars when I press arm
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| Bang it and hit record, you hoes will never catch us slippin
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| Like trippin over your mic chord
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| Rhythm fell in my arms and a nigga just hooped and thumble up
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| Pushing right through my destination, dope and get my people straighten
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| Return of the real, I promise to stay original
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| Rappers become robotic and follow orders like sentinels
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| The imperial lyrical divisuals
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| I be Wolverine with adamantium slicing off all the digitals
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| Hold the mic now
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| Marvel comic philantropist, advantages holding twin cannons that cause damage
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| with
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| Wade Wilson
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| Toss him in a dead pool, less cool
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| Rescue the whole culture with a notebook
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| The book of novelists, back crackin
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| Plus I put a verse in a torture rack
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| While I’m back packin'
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| No slackin, don’t matter just how you stack it
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| Push passion, slanging a rappin, a wolver coup or extended
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| Them cowards looking to clap you up
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| Ready and gifted baby, we considered upper crust
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| Family first, a’int all about a college or a dollar
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| This fragile balance reality, suffer alter my frequency
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| Fine tuning to ink you up, ocean flow on a
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| Scale with a couple loose screws
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| Various lines from any given record causes hysteria
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| Bout to be in your area
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| It’s the hysteria starter, break em off proper
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| The spoken word scholars who vocally lead the genre
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| The cerebral spinal lava, fusing with my acoustics to verbally mental chakras
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| Flame on, get your face torn, when the bob land slide
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| Jumping land mines in the mud slide
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| Bang, miscellaneous spittin, for them rappers
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| Until they kidneys touch they appendix
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| Or the sound of submission, illin |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Freq Freq , by - Clear Soul Forces. Song from the album Gold PP7s, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп