| Guerrillas comin' now
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| Guerrillas comin' now
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| Guerrillas comin' now
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| Guerrillas comin' now
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| Fire 'pon it, lad
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| We on another height
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| Yeah, we livin' life
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| Everything’s alright
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| I sharpen my weapon, passin' the S in
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| Anything they tell us, have to ask them my questions
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| Sayin', why do you lie to me? |
| Must think I’m a fool
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| You said it ain’t love when I’m sleepin'
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| The Orang can’t get lost,
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| This a whole different class that we’re reppin'
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| And a different type of chance that we’re takin'
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| So it’s best you just start running, guerrillas dem comin'
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| Herbs, I’m bunning, helps me relaxin' and hold my meds
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| So don’t try to test, might just lick off your 'ed
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| And now this Babylon stress, cos they lef' us fi ded
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| Why d’ya think we live this way?
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| Lookin' in the sky, and all the weathers always grey
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| It’s comin' like this, cloud is followin' me
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| Yeah, that’s why I have to sharpen my weapon, passin' the S in
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| Anything they tell me, I’ve gotta ask them my questions
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| Sayin', why do you lie to me? |
| Must think I’m a fool
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| You said it ain’t love when I’m sleepin'
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| The Orang can’t get lost, [n
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| This a whole different class that we’re reppin'
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| And a different type of chance that we’re takin'
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| That’s why we have to fight like there’s no tomorrow
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| My sword is sharper then the mask of zorro
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| Double edged, deadlier than blasting hollows
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| Forecast: Tomorrow’s doom, these chemical clowns loom
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| Playin' these loud choons in rooms filled up with loud fumes, i pound with
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| Cocaine jungle where guerrillas and baboons
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| Transform into killers in these cocoons
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| What a coon — I ain’t willin' to resume in this state
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| I’m tryna light out my mind, body and soul 'til I’m a luminously great
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| Fuck consumin' all this fake-shit, I hate this
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| Livin' in this matrix with these racists and basics
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| Might kick a man with these Asics, stick a man for his payslip
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| Look at how they got us movin' and nobody say shit
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| I sharpen my weapon, passin' the S in
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| Anything they tell us, have to ask them a questions
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| Sayin', why do you lie to me? |
| Must think I’m a fool
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| You said it ain’t love when I’m sleepin'
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| The Orang can’t get lost,
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| This a whole different class that we’re reppin'
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| And a different type of chance that we’re takin'
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| So it’s best you just start running, guerrillas dem comin'
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| Herbs, I’m bunning, helps me relaxin' and hold my meds
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| So don’t try to test, might just lick off your 'ed
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| And now this Babylon stress, cos they lef' us fi ded
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| Why d’ya think we live this way?
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| Lookin' in the sky, and all the weathers always grey
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| It’s comin' like this, cloud is followin' me
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| Yeah, that’s why I have to sharpen my weapon, passin' the S in
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| Anything they tell me, I’ve gotta ask them my questions
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| Sayin', why do you lie to me? |
| Must think I’m a fool
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| You said it ain’t love when I’m sleepin'
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| The Orang can’t get lost,
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| This a whole different class that we’re reppin'
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| And a different type of chance that we’re takin'
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| Guerrillas comin' now
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| Guerrillas comin' now
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| Guerrillas comin' now
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| Guerrillas comin' now
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| Fire 'pon it, lad
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| We on another height
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| Yeah, we livin' life
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| Everything’s alright |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guerillas, artist - Coops. Album song LIFE IN THE FLESH, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп