| I feel like Oasis in 1995
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| Getting so wasted
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| Saying what’s on my mind
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| You should embrace it
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| Fuck all the fake shit
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| Telling everybody we’re the best
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| Into their faces
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| I am feeling like Liam and Noel
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| Laced my Adidas' on strong
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| Never been scared to commit when everyone’s feet getting cold
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| Me, I’m not worried at all, believe on my own talent
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| Not sharing the spotlight with them, I got no manners
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| Dudes are just no challenge, not striking, no balance
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| Either their beats whack or their rhymes all flow so average
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| I’m leavin' them like blur ??? |
| shattered
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| You are hearing me killing shit, stop watching me toe tag it
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| Tryin' to be bigger than Lindsay Lohan’s coke habit
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| So when I hit the stage your girl throw her clothes at it
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| You should take notes damn it, jammin' this Lennon and McCartney
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| Fuck all the false modesty, media can’t harm me
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| Sayin what I wanna say, aiming for the top spot
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| Don’t leave me for having everything that they have not got
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| Understand the reasons why they have to try and cock block
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| Supersonic of this gin and tonic, I do not stop
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| I feel like Oasis in 1995
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| Getting so wasted
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| Saying what’s on my mind
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| You should embrace it
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| Fuck all the fake shit
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| Telling everybody we’re the best
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| Into their faces
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| Okay, I’m popping is crazy, niggas say that I am loco
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| Now I’m fresh in SoHo, them ladies snappin' my photo
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| Hit the gas on a ride, they wanna act like I told you
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| I’ll put my key in, we’ll be eatin', couple spins and it’s over
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| Yo, I will be getting it in, all my Philly shit chillin'
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| Yeah I grind by the hour but I’ve been hot for a minute
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| I’m just out for the day, puffin' and playing
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| Spending this money, we’re doing the same
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| Crushin' the game, your girlfriend, she leaving ??? |
| see her again
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| Yeah. |
| That’s something I can’t control and there’s one thing that I know
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| (what)
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| I am always on the roll, trying blow
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| Yeah I’m ten steps ahead, niggas better catch up instead of beefing for the
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| bread
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| This shit ??? |
| and I don’t even try hard
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| In a good position so I got to pay my part
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| That young nigga from Philly you got your style from
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| Nineteen but I need thousands
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| I feel like Oasis in 1995
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| Getting so wasted
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| Saying what’s on my mind
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| You should embrace it
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| Fuck all the fake shit
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| Telling everybody we’re the best
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| Into their faces
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| The rap version oasis, crowd surfing on stages
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| Raging with machines, got my beats from a basement
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| Places that I grace my presence with
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| Outside American show me love, though I’m a ???
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| Left a print on my hand
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| Roll my name graffiti on a tram
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| Come and greet me when I land
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| Of this cloud I’m presently on
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| Every morning thank the heavenly lord
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| ??? |
| could really think of any
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| Now that she left.
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| Smoking a cigar. |
| on a show
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| . |
| anywhere in the world.
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| Shout out to D dot Dallas, an MC, that’s how we stylin' from NY to AZ
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| I feel like Oasis in 1995
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| Getting so wasted
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| Saying what’s on my mind
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| You should embrace it
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| Fuck all the fake shit
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| Telling everybody we’re the best
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| Into their faces |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Feel Like Oasis , by - David Dallas. Song from the album The Rose Tint, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп