| Yea yea
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| Yea yea
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| Yo yo
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| Yea yea
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| Yo
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| Pu pu pump ya brakes
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| If they sayin we ain’t hot
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| When they conversate
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| I’m on my underate
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| I shine like a constellation
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| One of many I’ve been reppin for the Zulu nation
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| No time wasting
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| We stay ahead like Asians
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| In zones checking light phones
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| I’m killing it lately
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| Bring back the basement
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| Like a choked them with laces
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| They’ll never hold me back
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| Like a mouth full of braces
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| Buckle up like Kurupt in ‘98
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| Whatever codes, i’m trying to hold the globe in the race
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| I’m tortoise
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| In the end I still go to first
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| Curtains like Eminem caught you niggas hurtin
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| In your feelings when he lost control
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| I’m having visions of you with
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| Throw up when I show up
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| And this my easy flow
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| Diamond in the rough
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| Homie Diamond D should know
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| And this is proof to show
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| You should
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| Pu pu pu pump ya brakes
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| If they sayin we ain’t hot
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| When they conversate
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| (it's like that)
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| They gotta
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| Pu pu pu pump ya brakes
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| Imma shine when I rhyme
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| Like the month of May
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| (it's like that)
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| Pu pu pu pump ya brakes
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| When you crash imma outlast em
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| Many a day
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| (it's like that)
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| Pu pu pu pump ya brakes
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| If they sayin we ain’t hot
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| When they conversate
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| (it's like that)
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| Yo
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| Pump ya brakes
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| We take no shorts
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| Me and my cohorts score
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| Givin you that mych more
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| Nefarious efforts
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| Kimet with the swords
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| So oh
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| Stand on your
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| Keep on the accord
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| I spit a vision
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| Send you back to the board
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| And of course
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| We keep it classic
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| Cause that’s what this affords
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| On a course to the top
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| Suckers hope that you flop
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| Then they see you with the legends
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| And they hop on your jock
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| I’m amused after moves
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| How they plan and they plot
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| And be shocked when you excel
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| Wanna get what you got
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| But i keep a cool head
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| Keep the hammer out the fool shed
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| Crack the bedrock
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| Lay the foundation and watch
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| We get the building
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| And they sure to catch feelings
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| Bet you a million
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| They ain’t' ready for the realness
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| Deal with it
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| You ain’t talkin bout no real limits
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| Actors and gimmicks
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| Wrap it up yo
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| You’re finished
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| The minute you was ho’in for that rose gold
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| Is the same minute that I assumed the control
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| Fraudulent face can’t carry the weight
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| But Rapsody, Boogie B, Diamond D and the crates
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| So pump brakes
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| Dropping speed
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| But slowing and sowing a seed
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| Obstacles breathe the air that you need
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| Opposition to the vision
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| Keeps you wishing on your mission
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| Focus
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| Whenever the speedway
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| You open better exceed
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| Not just hoping
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| Claim the card as my ‘own it'
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| Never doubting cause I’m on it
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| Best believe and achieve
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| In the gifts we needing
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| Excellence is the call to beacon
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| Answer it when the phone is ringing
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| Hello?
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| Dial toning
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| You wasn’t even there yet
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| I learn to expect
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| Already ready for the next step
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| While you still waiting on the check
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| Just come equipped
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| Before you get lost
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| Brace yourself
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| Prepare the cost to be a boss
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| Just cause we win don’t mean we never lost
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| Just learn from it
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| You’ll travel far (far, far, far)
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| We got to raise the bar, star
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| Slow down baby
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| Slo
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| Pump your brakes and just
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| Slow down baby
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| Pump your brakes and just
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| Slow down baby |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pump Ya Brakes , by - Diamond D. Song from the album The Diam Piece Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп