| They talk about you when you doing good
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| Gon' talk about you when you doing bad
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| Guess what?
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| Let me see you talk when you’re dead
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| They talk about you when you doing good
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| Gon' talk about you when you doing bad
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| Guess what?
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| Let me see you talk when you’re dead
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| I need a vacation!
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| Where you going? |
| (My nigga, where you going?)
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| I just came off the road (off the road)
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| London, Paris, Tokyo world tour
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| I need a vacation!
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| Where you been? |
| (My nigga, where you been?)
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| Australia to Kingston (blap blap)
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| But I still ain’t make it to the motherland (Goddamn)
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| Pack your bags yourself
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| For your vacation in Hell
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| Don’t feel the same to me (don't feel the same to me)
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| Don’t need explaining to me (don't need explaining to me)
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| Know when I’m going OT (know when I’m going OT)
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| I don’t got time for no sleep (I don’t got time for no sleep)
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| Stand for something, get wild for something, get high for suffering
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| Even if you gotta die for something
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| Every day we lost searching for truth and can’t balance the signs
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| And can’t side with the youth, can’t side with the blind
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| They singing to me, on the line of scrimmage
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| Dog, I don’t even get it, Power from beginning
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| All season Tommy Egan, you know a nigga fiendin'
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| When his weed is per diem (you must be European)
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| So whatever your vice is, don’t make it tarnish the price list
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| My halo growing brightly, no rap shit entice me
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| The on and off light switch, bitch
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| Focus on your own shit instead of being nosy
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| And know, the rap Moses
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| Orchestratin purpose partly cause I got focused
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| So is the cultural remarkable on the soul on to tour the globe
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| With his hands on a .44 but that ain’t what I voted for
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| Being honest like a superpower these days
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| Being yourself is like a superpower these days
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| Money and wealth is like a superpower these days
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| Fire 'pon yuh head top—lead shower these days
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| Being honest like a superpower these days
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| Being yourself is like a superpower these days
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| Money and wealth is like a superpower these days
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| Fire 'pon yuh head top—lead shower these days
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| Can’t follow me, numero uno upon a galaxy, it’s blasphemy
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| They talk about it, living all these fallacies
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| I got that cavarly, don’t make me split up your anatomy
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| I get her sad or sappy cause they sabotage her artistry
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| Pardon me, you’re boring me, my rhymes is like some sorcery
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| Gravity holdin me, gotta get my shit in order, B
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| There’s more to me than what you see or choose to believe in
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| This world is backwards, we’re still in shackles
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| Designed to be confused, they only use blacks
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| When describing negative views only show blacks
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| When they violent in their views
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| It’s more than that, they replace the phones with they homes
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| Parents be gone, don’t teach their kids right or wrong
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| Not to be confused with this, this, or that one
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| My swag won, bad since this Michael Jackson
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| Assassinated, all my heroes are in cages
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| It’s modern slavin', no money or label could take 'em
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| My name out on the table, these dudes is fables
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| I spread my wings so I can fly, just like an angel
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| My soul in sync with the universe and I’ma teach it
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| Lacking substance, I hope you seek it
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| All these followers but no one leading, it’s so deceiving
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| This ain’t about the land of freedom, the richest lead 'em
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| Gender equality? |
| What about human equality?
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| Loving is one, and the future’s looking cloudy
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| So they poison the water, poison the mind, poison the heart
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| Take all the land and rip it apart
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| Racism’s still alive, they just be concealing it
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| Shout out to Kane, and all my niggas in the bin
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| And so it seems, gotta lead the youth to reach they dreams
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| No disrespect, it’s like a generation disconnect
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| Logging in, all I see is hate up on the internet
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| Where’s the love? |
| They’re scared of love, I always gotta give it back
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| I need a vacation!
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| Where you going? |
| (My nigga, where you going?)
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| I just came off the road (off the road)
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| London, Paris, Tokyo world tour
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| I need a vacation!
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| Where you been? |
| (My nigga, where you been?)
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| Australia to Kingston (blap blap)
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| But I still ain’t make it to the motherland (Goddamn)
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| Pack your bags yourself
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| For your vacation in Hell
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| Don’t feel the same to me (don't feel the same to me)
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| Don’t need explaining to me (don't need explaining to me)
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| Know when I’m going OT (know when I’m going OT)
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| I don’t got time for no sleep (I don’t got time for no sleep) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chunky , by - Flatbush Zombies. Song from the album Vacation In Hell, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп