| Hypothetical speak
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| With psychological beats
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| Theological feats with
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| Diabolical heat
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| Got it
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| Malbec drips from my goblet
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| Space age pimpin' still bumpin' in my rocket
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| Everything I say and do is true totally awesome
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| Wander in my view without your crew and now you awkward
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| Arkham asylum
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| Bust thru ya hymen
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| Put ya phone up I’m will charge you Version
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| But I’m unlimited
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| Rag doll gentleman
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| Please hold me down
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| I will need a little Ritalin
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| Or a little Adderall
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| Running to the last call
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| Two o’clock in the morning
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| Horny so I cat call…
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| Sunglasses after midnight
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| Cause All my Angles are Right
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| Yes They Live so I’m gonna wear them all night
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| Citizens Brigade cause we gonna keep it Upright
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| Gotta stop the signal so the people see them outright…
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| Fly like an eagle
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| Into the future
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| Zuckerberg keep ya hoodie on. |
| Zimmerman won’t shoot ya
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| Scrub off the bullshit loofa
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| Awkward like two dudes riding on a scooter
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| Talk so much shit (ya) throat needs a Rota Rooter
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| Sipping Sambuca
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| With my Starship Troopers
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| Fuck ya firepower touch a fire flower
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| Koopa
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| Magic mushrooms, bright stars
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| For you Goombas
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| DMT for the ones that wanna lose they
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| Grips on reality and see an odd future
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| Bust ya head wide open
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| Now you need sutures
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| Sippin' on sofa while I practice karma sutra
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| Ghost in the Shell
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| Lose yourself in a rumor
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| Cycle in the sky come around like lunar
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| Humor me bitch did you even see the shooter?
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| Age of Aquarius couldn’t come sooner…
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| Sunglasses after midnight
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| Cause All my Angles are Right
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| Yes They Live so I’m gonna wear them all night
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| Citizens Brigade cause we gonna keep it Upright
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| Gotta stop the signal so the people see them outright…
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| Sunglasses after midnight
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| All my Angles are Right
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| Yes They Live so I’m gonna wear them all night
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| Citizens Brigade cause we gonna keep it Upright
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| Gotta stop the signal so the people see them outright…
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| If they don’t get it then fuck em I’m still fight
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| Show the whole world what’s with these Skeletors
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| Just a metaphor
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| Please open up the door
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| Let’s see what’s on the other side
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| Till we lose form.
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| Strike another chord
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| Slap it to the sound board
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| Turn it up a little bit, bit wake a still born
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| Weird shit like an audio cassette porn…
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| Fucking with my head
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| Like my name was Michael Dorn |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sunglasses After Midnight , by - CYNE. Song from the album All My Angles Are Right, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп