| I be breakin the laws, breakin the laws
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| All you wannabe hard rocks just pause
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| It’s the MC host
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| Space ghost from the coast
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| With piggish white skin
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| Kid, where you been
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| I got a blue eye
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| But my tight lenght devil
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| I freak harmonies
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| Like my brother is Nevel
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| And I can rock
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| Through your style
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| Eatin cold hardy stew
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| So whachya wanna do
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| I’m comin real soon
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| To a theatre near you
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| So why dont you cratique me While I’m love on stage
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| Cause I’m gonna break my Rusty cage, my rusty cage
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| Watch the way I freak it When I bust my gage
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| Cause all that loud gun talk
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| Dont mean squat
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| If my tool gets hot
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| I’m a burst your knot
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| And give it all I got
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| Up in your wisdom slot
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| And cold and rains
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| couldnt stop her
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| From callin me poppa
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| Big daady draw dropper
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| Mr.Heart breaker
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| She leaves Mary Poppins
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| And comes home Seka
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| Yes yes ya’ll
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| Cause I’m so fly (so fly)
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| Everlast be the apple of your Earth’s eye
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| Yes yes ya’ll
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| Cause we dont fake (dont fake)
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| And he’s down to come to feel your earthquake
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| Socalize a little somethin'
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| And you sweatin my style
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| Challenge my world
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| You wanna shell my mix
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| You wanna sit with my flesh
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| And reconize the tesh
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| Ya never seen this niggers best
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| A marage, a nest
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| I hit your head with styles that are liquid
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| You drip this
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| Sweat this
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| Perspired is desired, this wetness
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| You get from Divine style
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| Spark this girl, chill
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| I see you got the love, the lust
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| So why dont you live my cosmos exodus
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| To my precous
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| I’m a undress my message
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| Into my wisdom body
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| To my wisdom method
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| You need a star for your cresent
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| I got a diablo brass
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| For your atmosphere
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| My (a) dope mathamatics
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| Are soak like Insin-sincere
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| Uh, baby
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| For my apparatus
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| I do justice to your physical
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| Annoint your aider
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| never spendin your nobler
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| A hard slyle at stages
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| While the guard be sparkin that indo seed
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| The Earth pieces be increasin
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| That need to be pleased
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| I represent the illest villans
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| And the worst of bad breeze
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| Ah baby,
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| If you wanna next my vision
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| You better come with subject of vision
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| I keep it real live
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| Keep it real straight
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| To the Earthly
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| Feel this style Earthquake
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| My love’s stronger than pride
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| My loves thicker than blood
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| My killer swarm’s in effect
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| Nobodys livin off hud
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| If you miss with his gun
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| I’ll run a patriot gig
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| I’ll have you flippin your wing
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| I’ll put the clip in my sink
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| And cock the hammer back
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| Click Clack
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| Put a hole in your back
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| The size of a plum
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| You can come git some
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| But my attitude shitty
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| Like G Gordon Litty
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| Take pity on a child
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| Thats been raised in the city
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| Chill- From East to West
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| To maintain my rep
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| So many times
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| To assume my flow
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| I go mono, stereo
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| Or solo
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| You never know
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| Choose a flow
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| And I’ll throw the phattest atom
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| I’m so hot, and so law
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| And so far from the plan
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| I reflectulate the ladies
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| That be scannin
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| My composition decirclar
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| Hurtin the madd opposition |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Earthquake, artist - House Of Pain. Album song Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп