| Hey yo whatsup fam?
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| Hey yo whatsup fam?
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| Hey yo whatsup fam?
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| Hey yo whatsup fam?
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| Yo, what’s up?
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| Degradation of fidelity
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| Jealousy effect the elocution of the melody
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| The swell inevitability drown the sound out
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| Cries of a dry spell
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| Crowd around a downspout
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| Drip will let a trickle drop
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| Thirst for the slugs, check the blood work
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| What’s worse? |
| Findin' out the muds cursed
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| Shoulda never touched earth
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| Poisoned property, swallow corrupt dirt
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| Doctor had to cut it out the gut, fuckin' stomach hurts
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| Bustin' at the seams
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| Stuck in bloody dreams
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| Nothings what it seems
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| Fake pump, duck the double team
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| Roughage in the dutch
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| Take a couple puffs, head rush
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| Talk clever, never really read much
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| Derelict emeritus
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| Defrauded the errors of the baroness of arrogance
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| Terrorize the cops, shot the sherifses
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| Fuck it, just a pair of fists to fights to get enlisted
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| Sound the clarion and spare me the embarrassment bro
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| Hey yo, whats up fam?
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| Heard you been askin bout the kid
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| He in the cut fam
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| Marinatin' layin low and slow the bus, blam!
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| Goin' deeper every thrust
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| I’m bout to nut, damn!
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| And I ain’t even tryin' to fuck
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| You know what’s up fam
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| If you feelin' like you finally had enough and
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| You bout ready to get on this fuckin bus fam
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| Punch your ticket
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| Come and get it
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| Common Market
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| That’s the name
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| You know and trust
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| You know whats up
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| So yo, what’s up?
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| Dissolution of fraternity
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| Soluble the bond tied severed for the surgery
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| The eyes third sight fail to recognize the urgency
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| Dire straits curved serpentine, woah, mercy me
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| Inattentive to the temperament
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| Cues slip through the loose grip of the illiterate
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| Systematic class bout to prey upon the ignorant
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| Unfettered access, the data made a middle men
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| Five afford a faction?
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| Hackers of magicianship
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| Father of the fascist
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| Masters of divisiveness
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| No shit, pro code switches know the business
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| Slick saliva, spit it to the side and give the lips a rinse
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| Huh, who to trust between the two of us
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| Choose wise dude, this ain’t the time to be unscrupulous
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| Violate and slide inside your unit if it’s loose enough
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| So you can be the tire type illusion if its loopin bro
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| Hey yo, whats up fam?
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| Heard you been askin bout the kid
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| He in the cut fam
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| Marinatin' layin low and slow the bus, blam!
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| Goin' deeper every thrust
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| I’m bout to nut, damn!
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| And I ain’t even tryin' to fuck
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| You know what’s up fam
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| If you feelin' like you finally had enough and
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| You bout ready to get on this fuckin bus fam
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| Punch your ticket
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| Come and get it
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| Common Market
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| That’s the name
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| You know and trust
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| You know whats up
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| So yo, what’s up? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pho Than Bros , by - Common Market. Song from the album Triple Crown, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп