| 5 minutes
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| 5 minutes
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| Ohhh oooh ooh
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| Dude get up right now
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| I’m going so fast cause everything I think gives me the creeps
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| Attack of the clones
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| Try not to live in the past
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| But everything sounds so weak
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| So I’m prone
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| Trying to get off my ass and think of something unique
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| May somebody out there can feel that plain
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| Rap is nothin you bleed in your sleep
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| To each his own
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| But I come from a city of ground breakers
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| Most of whom aren’t around
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| Quaking the earth up under my feet
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| With that sweet sound of style
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| Breaking in some kind of ancient equation
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| Of revelation of a past life
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| In a far away land
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| Kinda get em drip drum
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| Battle chip to the hand
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| Pick up my right hand
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| Put on the mic stand
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| Give a little boy romance
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| And
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| And throw him right out of the gate
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| Got mud on my face
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| But I’m raising my eyes
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| Imagining how many certificates I would get from my
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| Junior High
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| on the disbelievers I try
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| To reply
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| But a little guy like myself cannot drive
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| On the money
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| Running my hands up the street
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| Im fit’na find it funny
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| Mayday, mayday
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| Looking for gray day
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| Sound like Fellowship in they HeyDay
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| Nowadays everybody’s out for a pay day
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| I was raised raised
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| Made in a different way
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| And it’s hard to stay sane in a different day
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| But I bring that same slang
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| When the speakers play
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| That I try to bang, bang in the Chevrolet
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| Try to keep it alive
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| In a grown man format
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| Not a grown man doormat
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| At a front door
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| At a gateway
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| To a house
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| Can you slow down
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| You can’t condemn my style
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| It’s too futuristic
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| How could you ever
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| Find a better pair
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| We was
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| Every time I’m sent to spray
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| Wack MCs get sent away
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| Homage, you was meant to pay
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| Raise flows in a different way
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| Meant to pay
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| Raise flows in a different way
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| The crop of the cream
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| When I pop my thing
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| Pop don’t sing
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| Hip hop my thing
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| Loyalty can’t spoil me
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| Give royalty to the chopping kings
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| Options bring opportunity
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| Cause hate just seems to ruin me
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| Hip hop is the community
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| Cause unity
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| Is still for you and me
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| The devil keep pursuing me
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| He fucking me up and screwing me
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| He’s basic, strap on my Asics
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| Yes I travel the Matrix fluently
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| And make music
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| I be losing me
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| Cause fans want to have it all
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| Give the mic imma grab it
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| And go straight savage
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| It’s a habit
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| To be raw
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| Tryna spit it with no flaws
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| Living life with no laws
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| Every time i kick it raw
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| I’m trying to make a difference ya’ll
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| A little bit goes a long way
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| But today was another long day
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| I hope it don’t come out the wrong way
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| Don’t get caught up in what the song say
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| And the game called commercial
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| I don’t think that I was meant to play
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| Love underground but I’m tryna get to pay
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| In a different way |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A Different Way , by - Eligh. Song from the album The Tortoise and The Crow, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп