| Ha ha ha ha
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| Huh
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| Moment of silence
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| You probably heard that somebody died, you need a minute
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| Running back the 505, I keep winning
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| I let an alligator survive and keep swimming
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| Dead stop, one of a kind, I’m authentic
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| I’ve seen you with the whip in your live, it look rented
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| Pissing off priests and Christians, good riddance
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| Got enough pieces of bread for 10 pigeons
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| How you act tough in some khaki shorts?
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| Your bitch butt cheeks got massive warts
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| Take em to its ass then slap the horse
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| Drive it to the junkyard, smash the Porsche
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| I’m the reason that your mom and your dad divorced
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| I was blowing that back, lemme pass the torch (Uh)
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| Sticking forks in the grass of course
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| at the bottom of a bottle of the Captain Morgan
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| I like rum, swatting down flies
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| Squeezing on necks till I’m popping out eyes
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| I could make a killing doing K-Pop, hot boy stay hot
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| I ain’t even hopping outside
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| I take a lot of buzz for the brunch
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| eye-bags looking like a bruise from a punch
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| Okay, I gotta couple loose screws, I’m a dunce
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| Simmer down, I’m a lit fuse in the bunch
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| Any given Sunday, fucking up a Monday
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| Bitch, you should be working on your punch way
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| Y’all should put your fists up, cool it with the gun play
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| If you got the work better stuff it in the Hyundai (OK)
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| Laughing all the way to the station
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| John Wayne Gacy, I take em to the basement
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| (Wait, hold on, what happened in the basement?)
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| I wasn’t at the wake, I ain’t get an invitation (Yeah)
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| Baby I’m the number one draft pick
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| Manager will tell me what to do or get his ass kicked
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| I remember when I used to put my shit on
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| I was kickin dirt up on a bitch, I was a bad kid
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| If you from the outside, tell me where you from
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| The Devil is alive with the daughter and the son
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| Can’t afford to give in, not a penny or a crumb
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| Stare into the flames, down the barrel of a gun
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| Moment of silence
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| You probably heard that somebody died, you need a minute (Ha)
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| Running back the 505, I keep winning
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| I let an alligator survive and keep swimming
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| Dead stop, one of a kind, I’m authentic
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| I’ve seen you with the whip in your live, it look rented
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| Pissing off priests and Christians, good riddance
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| Got enough pieces of bread for 10 pigeons |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Moment of Silence , by - hooligan chase. Song from the album Thomas, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп