| You can walk away, tell me it just won’t do
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| I still can’t walk a mile in your shoes
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| Trouble comes in threes, we do just fine me and you
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| I hate to be the bearer of bad news
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| Yeah, hear ye hear ye, oh boy hear me
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| Neighbours hearing us over their TV’s
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| Fight like you Spartan, but smile like you cheerlead
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| Live on the scene and message through the ear piece
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| No good news today
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| Whole lot of curse words, a couple of broke plates
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| Dress it, I’ll pay your light, can’t have it both ways
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| It’s pouring but no coat, umbrella with no rain
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| But hey, it’s just a season
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| And if you don’t want it, up and leave then
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| And you can keep asking «what's the reason»
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| But wait, wait, wait
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| I’ll stop you there, good luck and good evening, damn
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| Love to play to the gallery
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| We go together like PB and celery
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| I failed math, but breezed through anatomy
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| So me plus you equals trouble come naturally, yeah
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| You can walk away, tell me it just won’t do
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| I still can’t walk a mile in your shoes
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| Trouble comes in threes, we do just fine me and you
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| I hate to be the bearer of bad news
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| So I say extra, extra, read all about it 'cause I’m gone
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| 'Cause I’m gone
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| And they’re saying I’m bad news, you probably think that too
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| Like I’m out, chasing everything that moves
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| Buy the gloss, but not a thing rang true
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| So I’m hitting haters up like bim, bam, boom
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| And we can handle this cool, or take a different route
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| Wig out and give 'em something new to bitch about
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| Can barely tell, you kicking it or kicking out?
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| Back right after the break if you stick around
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| Stop the presses, circuit breakers, drop the pressure
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| Read between the lines on the message
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| It’s 2016 now, even forever’s not forever, man
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| Already plotting a part two
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| Brought to you by a coffee and dark moods
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| On our way, no stopping to argue, I’m sorry
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| It’s just something i can’t do, but you know what they say (Ok)
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| You can walk away, tell me it just won’t do
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| I still can’t walk a mile in your shoes
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| Trouble comes in threes, we do just fine me and you
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| I hate to be the bearer of bad news
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| So I say extra, extra, read all about it 'cause I’m gone
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| 'Cause I’m gone
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| If this is love, then I’ve had enough
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| And I don’t
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| Wanna hear another thing about it
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| So give it up, and let it go
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| 'Cause I don’t give a fuck anymore
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| You can walk away, tell me it just won’t do
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| I still can’t walk a mile in your shoes |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Extra Extra , by - Illy. Song from the album Two Degrees, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп