| On my merry way from her merry go round
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| Mary hold it down, best in the town
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| On my merry way from her merry go round
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| Mary hold it down, best in the town
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| You deserve a crown, best in the town
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| Queen of the sound, best in the town
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| You deserve a noun, best in the town
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| Queen of the sound, Mary hold it down
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| You deserve a crown, queen of the sound
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| Mary hold it down, on my merry way
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| On my merry way from her merry go round
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| Mary hold it down, best in the town
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| My people like «word up», my people like «word up»
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| Shorties with they skirt up we kill it and shoot the hearse up
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| Brothers like «act right», brothers like «act right»
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| Hit ‘em with that mag life flash light for the act right
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| Live from the session, had to make ‘em guess huh?
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| This is not a lecture, live from the sector
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| Jam' with the passion the heart reflect the fashion
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| We could get our bash on, brass knuckles to bash on
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| Here and there we takin' it everywhere
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| The room with heavy stares, your petty cares
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| Now and then, here and there we takin' it everywhere
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| The room with heavy stares we piss on your petty cares
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| Put thought together like punches, build quotes, combine notes
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| Every sentence properly cemented
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| Asia like black spliffed it
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| Young gifted with the gab as my brothers say
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| Feng shui I lived the realm another day, it’s still real
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| I await the thought it takes shape far from the mind
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| Then design a rhyme that I bore into existence
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| Simplistic, nothin' complicated
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| No set dated, long I waited, supreme clientele
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| Pizza chit bang 4−5-6 and the dice
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| You know my rhymes slice my mic cock his head shot
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| My whiz hold a pretty Glock heads bob, beats knock
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| Son, this is show shot, blow until your speakers pop
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| Ok, turnin' on the stereo, murder at the Marigold
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| Shootin' at the stars, burnin' at the burial
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| 21 gun salute, punks uncomfortable
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| What? |
| What? |
| Fuck the booth, rappin' in the casket
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| An underground nigga, shit, Shaq made a classic
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| Nigga love the sound when the killin’s by a masta
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| Me and my niggas livin' already
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| Supposed to be dead or in prison already
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| Can’t see me like sous storm
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| We do it up until anomalies is the new norm, learn somethin'
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| Slap a kid with a book light, turn somethin'
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| E’ryday and send him on his merry way |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Merry Go, artist - Halo. Album song Mansa Musa (Guest Starring Masta Killa), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп