| (Lay, sleep, wake up, lay… down, sleep
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| Uh, wake up
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| Cry, eat, sleep, world…)
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| Everybody-uh
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| Everybody-uh
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| Okay, everybody wanna be a nigga, but nobody wanna be a nigga when it’s time to
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| be a nigga
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| If you thinkin' it, then say it, when you see a nigga; |
| please be clear, I rhyme,
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| I do not mind read
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| I ride the beat then have your girl ride the C-train to me to ride the D
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| And give me brain, and you can see the stains I place upon the sheet-oh,
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| you gon' come for me?
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| Well, my nigga, you better have an army at least-more than a gun for me
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| I’m more than a man, not a God, but the boy is a man, we ignore all the noise
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| from the outlandish
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| Standout with the cannon, outstandin' south bandit, don’t panic, please,
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| 'cause if I get nervous we get un-sturdy and we start to squeeze
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| Okay, niggadom
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| Nigga from nigga slum
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| Blue tongue, red tongue
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| Nigga flavors, go 'head, son, get you some
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| Nigga got a lot of gifts
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| But package store was always open
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| Jail house don’t ever close
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| And my world view was always shut
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| Trap spot was always bunkin'
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| Neighborhood was always crunk
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| See I was outside riskin' snakes eyes
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| With my life chances, stakes high
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| Only outlet was the moon walk
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| Michael Jackson dances, so shuck and jive, nigga, bust a nine
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| Shoot behind the line, my only advances
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| USA eat me like a cancer
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| UK eat me like a cancer
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| Gettin' money and they tag the crib
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| Ask King James, «what's the fucking answer?»
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| Still a nigga out in Calabasas
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| Still a nigga when I greet the masses
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| Oval office, presidential grasses
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| When I fuck my white girl and I meet her daddy
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| I know deep down inside, man, he hate that shit
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| Plotting for the perfect time to bury me
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| Nigga, please, show 'em the green like a caddy
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| Venus, Serena them daddy
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| But that shit don’t change my appearance
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| Asians like, «That's my nigga»
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| Latins like, «That's my nigga»
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| White folks like, «That's my nigga»
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| 'Til it’s time to die, bye, bye, nigga
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| Now don’t get offended, I was just giving you hard time
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| Come to your block, give you hard line
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| My, did I come at the wrong time?
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| But see I sent comets to the Earth
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| Me, I was humming at your birth
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| I put colors on the spectrum
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| I let you assign them worth
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| Looking for peace in America
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you
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| Looking for peace in America
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you
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| I be looking for peace in America
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you, ooh
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you
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| You know I’m here for the nigga shit
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| Whole life been nigga rich
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| Since my momma let a project nigga hit
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| Set it up so when I meet the reaper
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| Let my son reap the benefits
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| Nigga shit on social media
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| Get a nigga pinched, end up in the pen
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| Surrender your independence 'til the sentence finished
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| Even with no pot you got a cup to piss in
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| Burning bridges with my tunnel vision
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| Bitches leave niggas for cunnilingus
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| Fuck me like her nigga non-existent
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| No negativity, niggativity
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| Why you being silly fucking with me
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| Giggity giggity
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| When I’m in the city
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| They like, Doc you litty
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| Not as lit as I’m finna be
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| I just wake up and do shit differently
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| I can never say they doubted my ability
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| Along the way some niggas just wasn’t feeling me
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| Niggas lost faith and quit on me
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| I just tuck 'em in the back of my memory
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| One monkey don’t stop no show, my niggas got goals and responsibilities
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| So you know by any means, really mean any and everything to the team
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| Nothing off limits nigga, ain’t gon' keep shit clean
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| Me and my niggas them niggas that they should’ve never let go free
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| Niggas got me talking through my teeth like I’m 50 Cent in '03
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| Ain’t no Kunta Kinte, nigga Toby what they told me
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| «What it’s gon' be?»
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| Looking for peace in America
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you
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| Looking for peace in America
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you
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| I be looking for peace in America
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you, ooh
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| Looking for peace in America
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you
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| Looking for peace in America
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you
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| I be looking for peace in America
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you, ooh
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| Looking for peace when I stare at you
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| Lift them tities up, thank you
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| Oh let go then, AY
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| Finna pick these niggas up
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| Aye man get the fuck out my way boy this the lyft driver
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| Yuh, boy I shoot your ass
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| Aight nigga uhhh
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| Smoking in the carI ain’t got no gun fuck the police ay
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| Cool me up with this shit, eat this shit
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| He need to come on man 'fore I cancel the trip
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| I do need to work though so I ain’t going to cancel it
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| Come on man, ya’ll niggas come on man
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| Open the door
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| Nah I ain’t gettin out my car man I pop the trunk so you could put your shit in
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| there nigga
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| What you think this is nigga
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| I’m just your ride, not your chauffeur
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| Let do it, get in the car boy
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| Come on man I got AC, Just got it fixed big dawg, let’s do it
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| Uh, get in
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| There go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Meditate , by - EarthGang. Song from the album Rags - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп