| My fist or this pistol nose
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| Tip on your grill so quick you’ll be missing those
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| Pearly whites I take early flights
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| Here’s some advice: quit ya fuckery
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| Is it Lacoste or a Polo night?
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| Man that’s cool yous a boss, I’m a prototype
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| Solamente wordsmith touch la gente
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| Bars for so many I’m an honorary sensei
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| Things I never thought about
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| Trying to be elusive and the process get forgot about
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| No doubt I don’t think about it, write it down
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| Look what you made me do, the birds flew
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| On my side of town I’m known to be truth
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| Got the right light inside of the booth
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| I see it all like a view from the roof
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| Gray and gray are both acceptable off liquor I’m loose
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| They clocking me but I don’t watch what replicas do
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| There’s so much evidence that we set a precedence
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| For Southern California residents
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| I give you this inheritance of
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| Real rap jewels in the form of amphetamines
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| What’s the difference from take-out and delivery? |
| (what?)
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| Serve 'em at the spot or we bring it to them literally (yup)
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| And it’ll be a cold day in hell
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| If you hear about the evidence that Everett fell
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| Fade one, fade two, fade three
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| No matter how many tell 'em come see we
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| Fade one, fade two, fade three
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| No matter how many tell 'em come see we
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| Who wanna see a RSE emcee?
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| E to the V, off the mast a leaf in the tree
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| All you gotta do is give Evie a chance
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| And I’m gonna light my plants
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| Things I always thought about
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| Trying to get my kids everything that they thought about
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| I’m advance man I’m running routes (with runners)
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| NFL scouts talk about
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| Proverbial I’m Nazareth
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| Black Jesus with words for infidels and hazardous
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| Individuals who underestimate Los Angeles
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| Savages hear to take away your advantages
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| I put my heart in everything I spit for analysts
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| Still Los Angeles with candles lit and cannabis
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| Where I’m at, what I’m doing
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| Left off the old rocks and old ruins
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| The wait is over influence
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| Never knew it going off stupid biz music
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| My greatest shit is my latest shit, go 'head and loop it
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| Still make a killing for an underground rapper
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| Water flows runny like nose of coke trappers
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| Fade one, fade two, fade three
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| No matter how many tell 'em come see we
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| Fade one, fade two, fade three
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| No matter how many tell 'em come see we |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Runners , by - Evidence. Song from the album Weather or Not, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп