| Exile is the.
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| Aloe Blacc is the.
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| Emanon is the.
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| Aloe Blacc is the.
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| Exile is the.
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| Emanon is the.
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| Since I’m number one I simply don’t understand (tand)
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| Why these two-face niggaz trying to take from hands (hand)
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| 'Cause I’m three times doper than they ever could amount
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| They square like four corners leave them down for the count
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| So you could either give me dap or give me high five
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| Using my sisth sense to stay alive in the streets black
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| All across the map and seven continents
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| I’m the eighth wonder why I get so much complements
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| On my raps shootem out like nine millimeter gats
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| All these wannabe cowboys with ten gallon hats
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| Exile and Aloe dropping more bounce to the ounce
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| When we knock them out the box leave them down for the count
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| You know you better count your blessings
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| Aloe Blacc and Exile and they drop a lesson
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| You don’t really want for EMANON to step in They kill and the skill is a lethal weapon
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| So if you’re tripping
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| Then count your blessings
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| Whena we can’t see eye to eye like eleven
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| Me and my twelve disciples on a highway to heaven
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| Keeps my symbolism thirteen deep just like a mason
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| Saturday the fourteenth, I’ma play Jason
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| MURDAHH! |
| mash out fifteens
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| Just like Christine on her sweet sixteen
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| Candles on a cake for seventeen party pranksters
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| Or eighteenth street barrio gangstas, for real
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| Who spent nineteen tears upstate for selling crack
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| Back out on the street and selling dub sacks.
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| Bringing rhythms that bang out in extra large amounts
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| We rise to the occasion leave’em down for the count
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| O done passed 21 but I none sip the gin and juice
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| Plus the microphone is my gun my tongue’s a deuce deuce
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| When I rhyme I got more hang is similar to 23
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| You can see me shoting the gift like it’s Christmas eve
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| And I’m calling the shots, rushing like a quarterback
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| Manipulating all of these letters within the alphabet
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| Stay shining like 27th state
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| Avoid the feminine kind on day 28
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| I’m leap day make you jump out your seat
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| But on February 30th you bever see me creep
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| Verbal arithmetics Dream Sequence will pounce
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| On away crew who want to bring it leave them down for the count |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Count Your Blessings , by - Emanon. Song from the album The Waiting Room, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп