| Yo Himanshu
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| Heemy Heemy Heemy
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| Heemy spit it for the richest to the poorest man
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| He the purest man
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| Duran Duran
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| Wolf spirit, blood of the lamb
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| You a waste of space
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| Your face like Gheorghe Mureșan
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| The sonic shamanic
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| He prone to vomit
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| He go AWOL
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| He see a wall and vomit
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| Murder any song if I’m on it
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| Demonic
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| Scotch and whiskey, we no drink no gin and tonic
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| Himanshu ride gnarly til I’m Farley, ya see
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| Same future as the dog in Marley and Me
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| Or the CIA take me out like Marley, a G
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| I will say to bury me with barley and wheat
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| I’m on the web I’m trying to unbuy do
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| Searching «why do»
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| Hima love Erykah Badu
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| And drinking baijiu
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| And weed, yeah a likkle bit of that too
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| People look up to Himanshu like Nosferatu
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| (indecipherable)
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| Born to be wild
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| Born to be wild
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| Meanwhile, back in cop killa Queens
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| Mike Finito mamma from Manila in the Phillipines
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| Hot Sugar, Himanshu move with the killer team
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| We collect British cream, you move with Phillistines
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| Yeah, we pointing pistols at the cops and shit
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| Til they stop the fucking stop and frisk
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| And motherfuckers know to pop to this
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| Sit back, talk some shit, collect some fucking guap to it
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| Youngin on the scene, I was bred in Queens
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| I collect my bread in Brooklyn with the team
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| It’s me, Heemy, Hollywood Heem
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| I won’t stop til I collect Bollywood cream
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| Word to my rugby
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| Queens where this thug be
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| Fuddy duddy dudes ball like Chris Dudley
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| Women seem to love me
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| At the club, cover up my drink in case women try to drug me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Born 2 , by - Hot Sugar. Song from the album Made Man EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп