| Don’t use them against me, against me
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| When I’m walking away from something gray
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| I know you’ll try to temp me, to temp me
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| When our hearts can’t relate no more
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| I want you to forget me, forget me
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| Sometimes it feels like a war
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| But know I ain’t ya enemy, ya enemy
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| But
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| Bullets fly, bullets, bullets fly in the sky tonight
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| Bombs may burst, bombs, bombs may burst
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| Bullets fly, bullets, bullets fly in the sky tonight
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| Bombs may burst, bombs, bombs may burst
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| In love
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| Party at the Malibu, trying to adjust to the elevation
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| Brought no car to LA, so I walk cause I ain’t tryna to pay for no validation,
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| uh!
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| Double meaning, no, double entendre
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| Watching Assandra get undressed in the back of a Honda
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| Sometimes off on the road, it’s crazy, I ponder
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| I see them, syke, but no relation to Wanda
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| I’m tryna to wonder off and dance and shit
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| Romance and shit, too many bops at it like them Hanson kids
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| But I’m so fancy cause even when you at your worst
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| Sometimes you’ll Tokyo drift and then everything’ll burst
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| This shit a gift and a curse the way that I analyze
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| I grew up wanting more, I’m never satisfied
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| My father told me always have my pride
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| Would’ve of worked at Burger King making fries
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| If it meant helping his fam survive
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| And now the nine-to-five, it’s more like nine-to-nine
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| I only take a break just to talk when he on the other line
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| Tell him put on my mom, promise everything is fine
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| I’ve been working hard so you don’t have to work all the time
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| That’s real shit, fuck that mass appeal shit
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| Fuck that record deal shit, I would rather make it on my own
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| They say there’s limitations when you’re enter in that throne
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| But I don’t think how they think, so competition is unknown
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| In a league of my own, no Rosie
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| Wolf on these beats, no Posey
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| Now everybody will know me
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| People keep on talking but there’s no beef but Kobe
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| Fuck it, sometimes I wish that I could clone me
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| Cause I’ve been up wrestling with stuff like I’m Triple H
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| Only fuck with twins, I tryin' to get me a triple date
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| Triple A, gettin' lifted, never vacation but I’m trippin'
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| Off of like what everybody say
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| But I just gotta know what’s in my heart
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| Because the world that type of place where people try to take your art and then
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| they pull it all way
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| Some friends addicted to that Oxycontin
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| I’ve been addicted to music, so I fuckin' forgot them
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| I should of been there when the ambulance respondin'
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| But I was probably on a plane, sellin' tickets out in Boston
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| Another show at the House of Blues, this place is hella packed
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| And kids been waiting since 6 A.M. |
| just to see me rap
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| But how the fuck you gonna compete with an animal
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| I got the hunger, I’m overthrowing the capitol
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| These muhfuckers talk about me at they shows
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| But then they love me when we standing toe-to-toes
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| How’s that rational?
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| Fake shit, I don’t need that real blood
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| Homie bleed that I don’t even mean to go and make it violent
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| But when you say something, stand behind it
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| All I got’s my word in this life, so I write it
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| Take those words that you say
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| Don’t use them against me, against me
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| When I’m walking away from something gray
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| I know you’ll try to temp me, temp me
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| When our hearts can’t relate no more
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| I want you to forget me
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| Sometimes it feels like a war
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| But know I ain’t an enemy, an enemy |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Against Me, artist - Hoodie Allen. Album song People Keep Talking, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп