Take the lungist. |
Here comes the MC who has soothed the soul
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Without a hurry, I go where the music takes me
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Because, the sun is reindeering and the Corolla is waiting
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When the sun passes Aleksi cruises, horo, the sun is better to remember to murmur
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Masa, what's up? |
Not here
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Still moving forward, throwing styles forward
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Very watery, I collect cents
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That there would be butter on the bread and a roof over the head
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If the vaa grows and fuss, you can't wrap the cabbage
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Your life has no destinations
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If someone does that, it won’t ruin my night’s sleep
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Their interests in each
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The world is yours, homie do what you like
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The world is your kingdom
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I like safety kii, but sometimes tears yes
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I don’t understand the jabs that need to keep the show going
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Through a black swag
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Wannabe hustla man, don't sleep
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I can see you slippin 'as if you were walking on black ice
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You have access to piss
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And in our direction, it is actually considered clear
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If you fade your name everywhere, you can look like a clown
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly the good comes and stagnant the best
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly the good comes and stagnant the best
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly the good comes and stagnant the best
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly the good comes and stagnant the best
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I run from one shortage of money to another
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My wife went to see someone else
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I fell apart, rotted inside, my mental wounds were rusted
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I try to keep my head piled up when going to the ghetto like Masa
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I can’t stay here, I have to get up and get a little moving
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This task may be impossible, but I will succeed if I focus
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It doesn't help to be helpless, they have invented other routes
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Not stuck at the intersection, I look from the soul to what
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I take responsibility for what I do, I will still become a super-MC
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The track continues, I change the carriage
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As a medicine, I take the laughter of this affliction
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Like HA HAHA HA HAHA
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I can double that when I laugh
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I had to forget the violence even though my mind was so black
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When I fluttered, I got healthy respect
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I don't want to grow up, but I can't be a child
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No money around but you get from the bank, it's miserable, I go to jail
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I hate the system, I hate the machine, I get up in rebellion, I tell the story
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And let the story be Hollywood, but I’m writing a happy ending, hey
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly the good comes and stagnant the best
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly the good comes and stagnant the best
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly the good comes and stagnant the best
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly the good comes and stagnant the best
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The world is full of lucky ones tuning in to their snare age
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But I don't know what Rahal gets
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I'm probably just too simple a dude
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Less frequent major designs
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My mother is not going to inject more momentum
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He's just going to school
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For the rest of the time, I want to do what I enjoy
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It's not so hard, say, but five of the pressure
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If you need a break, park your car and drop freestiles
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I try to stay flexible, live life in the present moment
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I always try to give my all to what I do
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Don't ask me for more, bitch, don't kill me
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When I hear, I listen to the background of Reuben
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Let Masa release her rhyme
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Nothing needs to happen, no matter what the bank looks like
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A lot of me can afford to exercise
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I didn't count it, but the rent has been paid and the tank is full
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What belongs to you does not belong to me
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Masan is not forced to do that right away
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Do what you do and I will do what I do
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And whatever I see, I make a verse of it
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Yeah, do what you do and I'll do what I do
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And whatever I see, I make a verse of it
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly good will come
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Quietly the good comes and stagnant the best |