| Beat entreat a seeker, teachin' leadership
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| Group ‘em through the groove, spike the meter, weaker needles skip
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| Like defeatist-types, see the sign, retreat, this hype is evil
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| Might it be what I perceive as aiight’s
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| In a state of decay, he say it’s but a few days left
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| Aint let it rest since I was fresh up in OCHS
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| Never seen my senior year, bet I never shed a tear
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| Kept my head up, and lead in the weapon to let ‘em hear
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| How we lick it off for victory, synesthete feel the imagery
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| Sympathy give ‘em clemency — you’re witnessing the synergy
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| That’s how they shall remember me upon expiration
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| A god in training — take ‘em beyond denomination
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| Stay calm and patient, we gon' make it to our destination
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| Condolences to those taken in the conflagration
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| I suppose they’re awaiting us now, I make ‘em proud
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| When I’m out, do me that favor and play it loud
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| Utilize the Line to rebel
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| Find a Mass of others with like minds in the swell
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| Reminiscing over this and It Aint Hard To Tell
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| Now my daughter knows Geo’s bars, my heart swell
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| I been lost at sea, tossed around in this hell
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| ‘Til some folks up in the Beacon guided me through the swell
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| Keepin' company with heads, more at home where I dwell
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| Scent of spring, well the team’s lookin' swell
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| View of the Cascades drew in a fast rate
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| A flood of brothers to the tune of two of the last greats
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| Arrogance is so passé, my distinction don’t
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| Apply to rhyme skill, flow won’t move ‘em like the shine will
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| Conciliatory I build for my affiliates
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| A guild of spitters, the core of the city is insidious
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| A war of attrition waged and sick games played
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| The script scribbled, written to get ‘em on the same page
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| If obliterated the kid’ll make something outta nothin'
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| Divinity in him poured the form to forge function
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| Natural born hustler, cousin — you can’t touch him
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| For the moment I’m just showin some love over percussion
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| Catch a relay, when I facilitate I mic check it for the rebate
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| A couple cents worth for the beat tape
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| Double if the seed takes — rapid expansion
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| The thizz visible all up in the town’s mass transit
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| Keep in mind ‘fore you slide deep and opine
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| We’re in the six hovel with picks and shovels told to coal mine
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| Struck and found a diamond on a practice swing
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| Now the scouts all tout him as an athlete
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| Respect for the game, sincerely revere the spectator
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| The kind I often find training to be the next player
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| Run the drill out — blood, sweat and adrenaline spill out
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| But faith you won’t ever be without
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| Utilize the Line to propel you
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| Through the parts where the sharks swim around in the swell
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| What, you thought we haven’t fought ‘em off? |
| Sit for a spell
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| I’ll spin a yarn about a thousand battles won by the swell
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| Reinforcing the importance of the bond we weld
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| When you see it stand the test, son — your chest ‘gon swell
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| Used to hear it from my Gran' now I know how she felt
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| Play the hand dealt, boy, you’re lookin' swell |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Swell , by - Common Market. Song from the album Tobacco Road, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп