| I read a lot of BS, when will it end?
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| Cause something blurred the line between enemies and friends
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| They type a lot and babble every detail to each other
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| When really no one gives a fuck about your favorite color
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| Or what the hell your musical influence is
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| You can update your status like, «we get it in.»
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| But, nobody is special we all sucking wind
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| At the bottom of a bucket with a couple fucking ends
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| I don’t tweet shit, as for your opinion, you can keep it
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| I live in purgatory and my mindset is deep six
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| Hanging from the rafters, chucking fucking raffle tickets
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| Kick it with a group of fags and they don’t ask you where to stick it
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| The other day somebody said that we were well acquainted
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| I told 'em I don’t recognize you, sort of funny ain’t it?
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| Don’t take it personal, see I’m just going through a phase
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| And if not for IBZ I probably wouldn’t even have a page
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| Come on!
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| Look at my page homie, I’m so dead
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| They type a lot of shit on me homie it’s code red
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| I’m just a DBD with talent and no bread
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| But you know me, you love me, nigga I’m Ol' Gregg!
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| Brothers be yawning they wanna get more head
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| I peep it from afar then I egg them like go ahead
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| I’m just a ODB with talent and no bread
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| But you know me, you love me, nigga I’m Ol' Gregg!
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| Let me reiterate, I know nobody’s perfect
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| Like your status probably states, whichever way you want to word it
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| You’re dipping with your knee, but if you’re texting and you’re swerving,
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| you could kill somebody in traffic who probably didn’t deserve it
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| And if you’re listening, I know you’re gonna disagree
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| Switching lanes without a signal, thinking «Who the fuck is he?»
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| My touchscreen app is just a purple fucking key and you could download it for
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| free, if it was up to me
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| I guess I’m kinda square, I try to keep the circle small
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| I miss a friend or two that I could probably give a call
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| But I don’t ever feel the need to tell the world I’m at the mall,
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| take a bunch of ugly pics and post them on a fucking wall
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| Not at all see, I don’t sit back and wonder where do y’all be, shit if we need
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| to chop it up pick up the phone and call me
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| Whatever time of day, I’ll even answer out of slumber
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| Who I consider fam' already got the fucking number
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| Come on! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ol Gregg , by - Godemis. Song from the album The Deevil, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп