| I go crazy when I write bars
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| It’s big flip the dangler hype in the dance
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| Never living a lie, living the life like us
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| I’m nice, fuck a mascot, lyrics like darts
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| Popped in the heart when I drop my art
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| When I blast from the past
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| Blaze my first zoot down Brockwell Park
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| Did my first tag on Camberwell arches
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| Not long after, hot boxed the car
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| Got lost in a cloud
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| That’s gone real far
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| When man see me man are like «Rah»
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| Man I like your music, sick fam
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| Would you like a pint from the bar
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| I’d be like «Yeah cool, safe, that’s large»
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| Cheers, then I’m off mate
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| Ooze like ships on a route to mars
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| I be out on the fountains
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| I be shutting raves down ever since day, but
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| Not like the feds really try do to you nowadays nowadays nowadays
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| Manna stay true, true, true
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| On the power
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| Wha, wha, wha, wave advancing
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| Wanna do well, well you best take chances
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| Learn from mistakes, don’t regret the past kid
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| I’ll show respect don’t caress no caskets
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| I’ll put all of my eggs in one basket
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| Just chilling not frowning
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| Swimming not drowning
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| Billing not downing
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| Milling around him
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| Holding it down with his cat and
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| Shows in my lifetime fam
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| I do thousands fuck an ego, stay grounded
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| But I gotta get those reloads out here
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| Inside the ride, stand up and be counted
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| I speak for the people around here
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| We out here, don’t doubt me
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| I’m going in, not going outside
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| I’m inside of the ride all night
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| With the beats, on the wheels, mic steers, and drives
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| I’m going in, not going outside
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| I’m inside of the ride all night
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| With the beasts on the wheels, mic steers and drives
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| Better buckle up now 'cause this shits getting hyped
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| Already told man I don’t play games
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| See you might catch man on the high street trading in consoles
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| Probably swap that for the strong crow, on road
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| Mandem don’t care bout John Does
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| Mandem don’t care bout press shots
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| Mandem don’t care bout strong flows
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| I got a next one
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| Man didn’t know that it’s reload season
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| Man didn’t know that I’m on to my best one
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| I’m inside the ride, in the car and I’m spinning within whiter lines
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| When the cat sized catch ties, it’s quite a fright
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| Oh no the car flips, Wiz twice as high
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| And I land
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| A big biter bite her
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| Laid by, a lay by this try survivin
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| And I’m wailing the whale, and the fabulous arriver
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| And I reach my arm to give him signs a life
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| It goes ni nor, ni nor, nah me neither
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| Be at war, peek whores, nah me neither
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| Speak poor weed thoughts, nah me neither
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| Detour me, pass half the geezers
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| I’m a sicker acapella, got a cindarella wetter, when I met her at her show
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| She was licking on my neck and even though I kinda liked it, I was telling her
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| to slow
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| I roll a bit, I had blue cheese, I was finna roll a bit
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| I said lick the rizla and roll a bit
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| Why you always licking on Oceans lip, that’s my lips to lick, if I wanna lick
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| 'em
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| Bars joke ca' I’m already a don in spitting
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| Mandem couldn’t ever tell me nothing, init
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| I’m getting brain in the car, and I’m nutting in it
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| Cuz I’m
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| I’m going in, not going outside
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| I’m inside of the ride all night
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| With the beats, on the wheels, mic steers, and drives
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| I’m going in, not going outside
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| I’m inside of the ride all night
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| With the beasts on the wheels, mic steers and drives
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| Better buckle up now 'cause this shits getting hyped
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| Let me tell you about riding I’m flipping
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| On the ocean straight dipping, glow sipping
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| Let me tell you about delix in the wave when the mermaid with me
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| 69, till dripping, yo I’m smoked out, where my delix about (bitch)
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| Westside stuff delix I be on the lean
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| Born in the mist, we rizzing up from the beam
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| But not in the dream
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| Riding an ocean while I’m flipping on the scene
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| Call me Delli O C, got the dellas in the rap, better keep it lowkey
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| One bag a tricks in the scene, got that wingardium to levios me
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| Imma take a whole shit
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| Said I was dipping into ghost rap
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| Cat Lord fuckin up a riddim on a cold night
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| I can see galaxies pass so bright
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| From inside the ride with a fat bag of zoots that ignite for time
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| 169, top of the line
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| I develop a shine
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| With the power from the sun, I’m ahead of my time, bitch
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| Sittin in a ditch with a witch, smoke a fuckin spliff
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| And the car lift on a glitch or some other shit
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| Now we drift off on that repo man shit
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| Radiation in my car so we speedin down quick
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| Kryptonite inside the ride
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| Got that kryptonite inside the ride
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| Twist an end of light over planets in the ride
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| Kryptonite inside the ride
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| You know we got that kryptonite inside the ride |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Inside the Ride, artist - Fliptrix. Album song Inexhale, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп