| I-Is you with me?
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| Yes, yes
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| Ha ha ha (ha ha ha)
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| Breathe
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| Oh-Oh yeah
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| Just you wait
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| I-Is you with me?
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| Yes, yes
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| Ha ha ha (ha ha ha)
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| Breathe
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| Oh-Oh yeah
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| Just you wait
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| They onto your name when you reach the top
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| How I got 'em lined up, have it lookin' like a new Jordan sneaker drop
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| That’s when the speaking stop
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| That’s when the creepers plot
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| That’s cause the hate start to burn like tequila shots
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| That’s cause I came from the bottom now I’m here
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| As long as you don’t step in my airs then I don’t care
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| Got a one way ticket to Cashville
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| Still make dome spin faster than Jag wheels and that’s real
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| Wanna swim with the shark, think you big fish?
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| I ain’t talking hairstyles how your wig’s twist
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| I’m talking reckless
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| I’m talking effortless
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| I talk later I’m checking off my checklist
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| That’s the bank I get
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| For devil’s loose lips, green eyes, screw face — that’s the thanks I get
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| High rank I set
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| While you be in your BCBG’s frontin' on some gangsta shit
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| I-Is you with me?
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| Yes, yes
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| Ha ha ha (ha ha ha)
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| Breathe
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| Oh-Oh yeah
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| Just you wait
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| I-Is you with me?
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| Yes, yes
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| Ha ha ha (ha ha ha)
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| Breathe
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| Oh-Oh yeah
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| Just you wait
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| We’re the rhyming replacement for Michael Myers and Jason
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| A homicidal invasion, I’ll watch you die in a basement
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| I’ll put your spine in a basin
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| I’ll cut your limbs into thirds
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| Cause you ain’t half the rapper that you was, shits for the birds
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| You’re where I’m flowin' on a rabid hunt
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| I’m bussin' and I’m rushin' like that LeGarrette Blount
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| Frontin' like you ballin' but you acting pun
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| A pharaoh with a killer rep
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| Movin' with a Philly vet, who put me on a Willie Pep
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| And now I’m busting realer step
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| Or I may be louder than Baby in Baby Driver
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| Amazing, embrace the rhymer
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| I’m major, you placed in minor
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| I killed it
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| You pay the piper like I’m rowdy Roddy
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| Body ciphers like a Bengal tiger
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| I’m hyper, there’s no survivors
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| My saliva melts steel
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| The vibe is real (yeah)
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| I’ll autograph your bodybags so it’s signed and sealed
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| Yeah, you gotta give it to him
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| Another pivotal win
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| I’m coming at your neck like I work for Digital Sin
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| Yo
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| Breathe
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| I-Is you with me?
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| Yes, yes
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| Ha ha ha (ha ha ha)
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| Breathe
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| Oh-Oh yeah
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| Just you wait
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| Yeah
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| Listen, slime, you a nursery rhyme, spider on the back
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| And mine is like putting a lighter to the crack
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| That new Gucci shit got the tiger on the back
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| And the Lamborghini sound like it’s a lion in the back
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| The goyard bags make it seem like its braille
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| The HK got a scope and a beam on a rail
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| See, as long as I’m alive I be the reason you fail
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| And if you reach for somethin' I’ma have this nina repel (ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
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| It took a minute but I’m back on my deen
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| But I still got these hitters that’ll clap through a bean (ta-ta-ta-ta)
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| Ya’ll ain’t the fightin' type, I don’t understand ya’ll
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| All you hear is shots and sirens like you in a dance hall
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| Arroz con gandules & mofongo when the fam call
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| Puerto Ricans everywhere, it’s like we playing handball
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| Ya’ll the type that for trick for plays, motherfuckers flea-flick
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| Creep on 'em and murk him with the pillow that he sleep with |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Torture Chamber , by - Jedi Mind Tricks. Song from the album The Bridge and the Abyss, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп