| As I float off into space and see the bigger picture
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| A lot to consider, my view is way clearer
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| Had to right dosage and mixture
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| Now the lyrics on the paper — they are holy scriptures
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| Tongue twisters, eyes rolling
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| Unknowing to what’s unfolding
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| The power that I hold within must be showed
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| Then these times are golden, still got my mind open
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| Fat one, smoking, be outspoken
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| Show emotions — my heart ain’t frozen
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| More then focused, not living for the moment
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| Crushing all opponents that think they were potent
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| We show more devotion — it’s over
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| We make more commotion — this is our rollercoaster
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| No place for posers, no overdosage
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| I’m staying up here 'cause down there — it’s hopeless
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| I’m swimmin' in the XT-sea
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| I’m livin' in ecstasy
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| Street lights flashin' by, I’m passin' by the crowd
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| There’s a mix of color and sound
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| What’s the sky and what’s the ground
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| I touch the clouds from the underground, then I’m
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| In the club; |
| busy bee buzzin' bruv
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| People drunk, titties, weed, bubble butts
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| Hash in the mix, skip class, quick, fast
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| Hit the ass of a chick;
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| She laughs as I pass her a hit
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| I glance at her friends as they dance in the mist
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| It feels like, «Where the last that exist?»
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| I watch the whiskey splash and land on the rocks
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| Raising my glass, as I’m gettin' mad props
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| I call the shots — call me a bad boss
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| A man lost in space…
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| A man solely based on toxic waste
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| But I guess that’s the recipe…
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| Hip hop, girls and a little bit a XTC…
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| The weed, the hash
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| Lil bit a XTC, lil bit a XTC…
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| Realizin' the minds open, I’m floatin'
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| Lies broken, I was blind with my eyes open
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| See snow flowin', smoke blowin' in slowmotion
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| I’m the host with the most potent
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| Spine tingling mixtures
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| It’s encrypted in my secretive scriptures
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| Sever the piglets, I’m ahead of the system, been
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| Livin' trippin' since the days of beginning. |
| Now I’m
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| Back with the livin' dead, sippin' Miller Draft
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| Hittin' killer grass, see a nigga mind split in half
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| I’m trapped in a pit of glass
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| Captured the dragon and hid the stash
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| But I’m still enticing with high licence
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| Glide in the night, space flight shit…
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| Fuck yeah, it feels righteous
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| Stoned is the way of my walk when I light this…
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| The weed, the hash
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| Lil bit a XTC, lil bit a XTC… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lil Bit a XTC , by - Dope D.O.D.. Song from the album Da Roach, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп