My roads are long but I run
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I can find the distance without seeing my way out of spite
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I'm out of spite, pen to paper, every night
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Hand me that pen pump it beati kanki quick
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My head is shell paper, fire and pencil is like gunpowder
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Homie, lines, my life, my minute, my hour
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If I pull my hand, I will get pain in my head, what should I do?
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No party-marti watch HipHop non-stop that's me
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I steered underground, M. Uppercut I'm watery
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Fifty nine city, black head, Crak Baba and Defkhan
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Milo beat dynamite hero feat
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Yeah fantasy in my head
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Pen travels on paper like blood in an artery
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Yo people are like snakes, life is like an empty lie
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But Hip-Hop is by my side it's like a friend
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C'mon! |
My voice is silent, HipHop speaks and tells me
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My lover neither hurts nor cheats me
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He is the bitch next to you, the fake will deceive you
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This HipHop homie lifts me up when I fall
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My roads are long but I run
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I can find the distance without seeing my way out of spite (out of spite)
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I'm out of spite, pen to paper, every night
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My roads are long but I run
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I can find the distance without seeing my way out of spite (out of spite)
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I'm out of spite, pen to paper, every night
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I offer my words out of spite and I find them here all the time
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This is my abode, I always make every word fit
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Too many liars to mean rape
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Let them all come and return to Crak and Defkhan
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We are in crisis management
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We carefully examine your rap with care
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Between us, lifesaving ink dries
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It stays in place, it hurts from mouth to ear and in the heart
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The love organization that gave my life logic
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Even if I say we went astray
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When you're tired of living while you're breaking down spiritually
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This is my medicine, it brings my rap life back to me
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I accept my fate rather than reject it
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It's an honor to be supported
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One-on-one words don't hurt
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Even when you give someone's hand, they cannot take their arm
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My roads are long but I run
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I can find the distance without seeing my way out of spite (out of spite)
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I'm out of spite, pen to paper, every night
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My roads are long but I run
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I can find the distance without seeing my way out of spite (out of spite)
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I'm out of spite, pen to paper, every night
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Boss bazooka shake paper on the throne like this
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Who has this character and this hard structure is such an honor
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Don't stop, continue, out of spite, this hit, this kind of mind
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From seven to seventy, big, small, poor or rich
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Ah, their chief loves white-red rap
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Representing the moon and star in the heart of Europe
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Put it on tape and turn it up
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Street Hip-Hop coach to Fifty nine, it's your job, hood
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We tell the truth out of spite
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Frankly, you find it difficult to find such men.
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Fır in Mic, the hardest part of the arm and wing body to the music
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Since you have no knowledge in this branch, then leave Rap
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Go, go, stay away from this Mic and don't touch it
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I think the horse pen cannot be read from blank paper anyway.
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Shows the way, keeps away from everyone who is dirty
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Love respect faith homie Rap this is ma' best friend
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My roads are long but I run
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I can find the distance without seeing my way out of spite (out of spite)
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I'm out of spite, pen to paper, every night
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My roads are long but I run
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I can find the distance without seeing my way out of spite (out of spite)
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I'm out of spite, pen to paper, every night
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My roads are long but I run
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I can find the distance without seeing my way out of spite (yeah)
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I'm out of spite, pen to paper, every night
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My roads are long but I run
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I can find the range without seeing my way out of spite (c'mon)
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I'm out of spite, pen to paper, every night |