| Cause I’m exciting, pleasurable but listening
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| I’m only trying to tell you what your records keep on missing in
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| I’m only trying to help out your crew, and
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| It really doesn’t matter cause you don’t know what you’re doing
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| I don’t shop with them, let’s not pretend
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| That I squat the Benz with 5 foot 10
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| Models that jock my rims
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| Your brain must not be supplying enough oxygen
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| I got vision like LaDainian Tomlinson
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| Pop and wiggle then I’m breaking 'em off again
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| Karma’s a bitch but the feeling is marvelous
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| Revenge, that is, when I’m dealing your consequence
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| Eat the asparagus with Bulgarian heiresses
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| They miss the beat, I’m the rap Pistol Pete Maravich
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| She’s Taral Hicks, boiled down off asparagus
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| On the terrace with a therapist next to the terrorist
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| They mask error drips like the Paraffin for a pair of rap barbarians
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| (I'm exciting) your whole scenario’s hilarious
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| My caravan shine like Polaris gray garions
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| My mental way far gone
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| My spirits I stay in the zone
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| My monetary in the safe is a loans
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| And my little thick red-boned Raven Symone
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| Don’t play on my phone, I ain’t on my own
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| And you can fuck shit up they gon' say I was wrong
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| When I got her in the thong, put water in the bong
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| And my shot I got a hotter than the song
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| I slide through dipped in a kit like a pimp
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| Skip with a chick that’ll strip for them flicks
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| Equipped with a spit that I flip like a brick
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| Serve 'em superb with them verbs from the curb
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| You nervous? |
| You herbs don’t be scurred, they just words
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| 'Cept when they jet from my neck, that’s your death
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| I rep for the set of collected vel-vets
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| Check all bets, you can let niggas hiss
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| Mess with the best and you get what you get
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| I lust for the rush when I fuck niggas up
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| Breathe on MCs like the breeze through the trees
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| Be on my cheese to appease all my Neegz
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| I’ma be over the harmony thick as hominy grits
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| If anybody got a problem, ain’t hard for me to fix
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| My nuts big as the wrist
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| Justice is amiss when bump motherfuckers persist to just exist
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| How many you ever heard rhymes like this?
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| On a how open my inner minds I get
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| I’mma sprinkle and wrinkle the flavor
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| Plus put myself on display in this way so they can’t say nothing
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| Cause this has been my behavior since I was yea high
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| All the battle of horrors except when the day die
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| Don’t make believe anything, think
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| They leaving a plate can’t the heathen
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| In it 'til we eating you better make way |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Exciting, artist - Hieroglyphics. Album song The Kitchen, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп