| Listen to Art Bell, Cookie Puss like Carvel
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| Bulletproof like Luca age 12 Marvel
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| Bohemian Grove speaking Elohimian code
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| Under the table sale of reptilian skulls
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| Sherm, purple pill, word to Bill, murder guild, burn your face
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| Burger grill meatloaf head Gucci and cokeheads
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| A Lopez wannabe, Scarface operated
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| Another Scarface incarcerated
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| He said dude, bro, had a jew fro, looked like Tony Kukoc
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| High glucose and blood sugar drug boogers
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| Trouble shooters, double Grey Goose
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| Trey deuce in the bubble goose
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| Hundred proof, who the fuck are you?
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| Came through with a Brooklyn face
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| Jordan started undefeated in this to crooked taste
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| Blew a whole in the wall and took the safe
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| Got knocked, got a nose job and blew the case
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| Then knocked again cause after surgery he looked the same
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| Easy to tell, fuck with me and I will see you in Hell
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| The unfuckwithable, the uncrushable
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| There ain’t no stopping the unstoppable
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| Easy to tell, fuck with me and I will see you in Hell
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| The unfuckwithable, the uncrushable
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| There ain’t no stopping the unstoppable
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| They tell him break a leg so he can start off on the wrong foot
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| And go stomping toward the coffin coughing the wrong hook
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| Loosen his numerals son of
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| While the industrial tumors grow
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| The whole fucking world is a Truman Show
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| A true to first like I’m fucking smacking your Tonka
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| They come with war tech, they’re smarter than Hannibal Barca
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| Personality sniper strikes till every bastard is lifeless
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| The newest fancy gadgets, using tracking devices
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| They be sniffing your route when you chill on a couch
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| They planted shit in your house claiming that you dipping your snout
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| But the law points fingers from the villains it’s out
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| Every third pig is using bricks when building his house
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| A rough world, nobody’s staged and accidents happen global
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| From the fucking Titanic to the factories in Chernobyl
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| But you keep standing firm so keep turning it louder
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| Keep banging your head so your cranium turn into powder
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| He’s uncrushable
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| I do dirt then wash my hands with the water of Satan
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| Reverse the roles and merge the souls, see the god in it’s making
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| Shaking exorcism mathematics science and pagans awaiting death
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| While life is lived in the lines of the pavements
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| Creating off seeds, we all bleed and thirst for blood
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| Invading beats, chasing dreams facing curse of love
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| It’s kinda bugged when your affection doesn’t match your intentions
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| And attention that you gain is only based on when you’re mentioned
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| Dreading Armageddon I’m forgetting all of the rules
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| Possessed by pussy greedy drugs and never letting them lose
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| Cruise ships got surveillance when we vacate with the aliens
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| And share notes and Ambien the State we’re preparing them
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| Be wary of their lies and deceitful truths
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| The scary minds are the wise and streets is proof
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| We move fast and try to last for the rest of the way
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| Because tomorrow should better than yesterday’s today |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Uncrushables, artist - Ill Bill. Album song The Best of Snowgoons, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп