| Yeah, I’m an outsider with inside information
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| Instigating insiders with self detonating doomsday statements
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| No faith in, predestined product placement
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| Im the air Jordan of driving with my eyes closed during high speed chases
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| I got multiple revenue streams like a post-sex piss
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| These fuckers are road bikes on the railroad, flat broke and impossible to fix
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| There’s no shame in selling that ass on craig’s list baby, own it
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| I’m the Larry Bird of shooting myself in the foot with my own dick
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| Fuck it all We done it all without a million dollars
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| Counterfeit your dreams and turn your dreams into a dollar
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| I don’t wanna be rich I just wanna walk on water
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| I talk the talk with the best of em but don’t walk the walk cuz I run shit
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| Creepin on a come up with or without Flesh N Bone
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| My neighbors hot box the stairway so every day’s a stepping stone
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| Check to check, ounce to ounce, never settle to sell my soul for a dead end loan
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| I’m the Rocky Balboa of racing grocery carts in heavy snow
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| Sending the sweetest of nothings with all the dirty words spelled wrong
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| Shout out to all the beautiful couches and cleavage I fell for and fell on
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| I never fell off, I just fell hard, cuz I fall fast when all bets off
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| I’m the OG Kush of rappers getting cloned and still slept on
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| Fuck it all We done it all without a million dollars
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| Counterfeit your dreams and turn your dreams into a dollar
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| I don’t wanna be rich I just wanna walk on water
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| I talk the talk with the best of em but don’t walk the walk cuz I run shit
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| If I ever win the lottery I’ll probably destroy the winnings
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| Just to avoid the fake friends asking me to fund their 15 minutes
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| BUT FIRST I’d get a life supply of Chinese food and chicken mc’riblits
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| I’m the offshore bank account of post euphoric guilt trippin
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| I’m the Tony Montana of bad Spanish accents
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| I’m the Steve Zissou of doggy paddling through traffic
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| You’re the mass text of hipster scum I try to ignore
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| Cuz I’m the Pabst blue ribbon of low standards with high rewards
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| The social circle jerk makes me wanna puke on YOU and eat the chunks
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| I’d rather be buried alive in quick sand with nothing but my tongue to dig me up
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| I go to parties and get drunk with the people I came with
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| I’m the Wilt Chamberlin of being on a first date and proposing to the waitress
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| If this rap shit don’t work I’ll be the Netflix of dispensaries
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| The yoga guru smart enough to put a studio next to a dispensary
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| I’m the glass breaking slam dunk, using distractions to steal the game
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| I’m just Jason Ecid representin for people that feel the same
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| Fuck it all We done it all without a million dollars
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| Counterfeit your dreams and turn your dreams into a dollar
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| I don’t wanna be rich I just wanna walk on water
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| I talk the talk with the best of em but don’t walk the walk cuz I run shit |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Counterfeit Dreams , by - Ecid. Song from the album Pheromone Heavy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп