| Leader of the new school like Slick Rick the Ruler
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| Shoulda went to Harvard like Yara, I can school ya
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| So mundane when I’m off the medulla
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| Fuck top five, my nigga, who’s cooler?
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| Cryin' on the plane, your boy going through it
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| That was loose change, got a thing in St Louis
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| I’m just tryna make a name into music
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| I’m driving down the street and all the pretty girls lose it (Jaden)
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| Once upon a time I was the coolest
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| Valentine’s day just came, got her tulips
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| Now I’m on the PCH cruisin'
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| If you ain’t with the tie-dye, well, you better move it
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| They wonder how I do it, how I do it
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| You can see me talking to the ocean, man, I’m fluent
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| And it’s fluid, yeah, that’s true shit
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| And I got more waves than a cruise ship
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| I wish I could get through this feeling (I got Calabasas going stupid)
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| This feeling, this feeling
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| I wish I could get through this feeling
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| This feeling, this feeling
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| Look, no gravity, Wavey Baby the icon
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| So happily spittin' verses long as a python
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| You can’t understand the heights that my kite’s on
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| Cleaning out your lyrics with Lysol
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| This is like fight club for the written word
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| Spit a poem in reverse
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| You probably couldn’t spit a verse
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| Yeah, you did it, but I did it first
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| If I’m looking for a copycat, I never got a search
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| It’s right here, man, I can make the pain disappear from your nightmares
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| Still inside the dreams when I cry tears
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| Light years away from the earth, said I’m flying the highest sphere
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| Criteria’s too serious
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| I told you niggas the flow is grown delirious
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| Flow pyramid, the sphinx is water erosion
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| With no ocean, I swear your mind is a slow pokin'
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| I’m not jokin'
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| And If the hook wasn’t comin' I’d be still going
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| I wish I could get through this feeling
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| This feeling, this feeling
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| I wish I could get through this feeling
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| This feeling, this feeling
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| Ooh, the hills can’t hold me
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| I slip through your window and we rock some flow
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| I swear I’ll ring your doorbell, girl, your mama knows me
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| But I’ll probably just go walk homeall alone and feel the breeze
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| I get the pen and paper going 'cause it feeds my needs
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| The young sophisticated one only Queens can see, it bleeds with ease
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| Into a nice evening, Shangri-La, nirvana, heaven rest between her knees
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| I need to see, need my wings, I need to eat
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| I need completed pictures, memories
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| Is fading, aww babe, you know I’m crazy
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| In the time, summer haze
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| I know a lot of figures checking
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| 'Cause they need the king
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| Know a lot of niggas testing
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| But believe in me
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| More weight than in every flow
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| When you sneeze, you geeze
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| So please believe you rolling with some G’s, Louise
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| Like to let it all burn like ebonies
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| And give a speech on my Martin Luther
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| Lose a tooth inside the booth
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| And you know we only spin the truth
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| And the gold vision, you’re living proof
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| Aye, what up? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Endless Summer , by - Jaden. Song from the album CTV3: Cool Tape Vol. 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп