| Never gonna stop
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| Looking straight forward
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| Gotta give a lot
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| Just to make more
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| Trying to fill the pot
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| I can’t stay poor
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| Sitting around waiting to blow like claymores
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| In the middle of
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| A man made war
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| I break myself off
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| To take a little pause
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| Trying to figure what
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| We really came for
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| Given a cause we never thought we would care for
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| Live by the rules
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| Or be an outlaw
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| However I choose
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| It’ll be a your downfall
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| I don’t wanna lose
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| So I have to move
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| Before I’m consumed
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| By the night wolf
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| Feeling out of tune
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| What am I to do?
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| Trying to stay cool
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| In the wrong mood
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| Chained to the wall
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| Chain and ball
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| Wrapped to my ankle
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| I’m falling to the damn floor
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| Upside down
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| My downsides up
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| In a ghost town
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| Where I’m stuck
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| Living underground
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| Trying to climb out
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| Chilling in my midnight lounge until my time’s done
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| Will I be a foot solider or Ayatollah?
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| Be the model in the ad for the diet cola
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| Will I be a lowlife or a high roller?
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| Will I be a household name when my time’s over?
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| Will I smoke crack, heroin or hydro?
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| Will I buy the blackberry or the iphone?
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| Will I cash a pay cheque or the giro?
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| Will I be popular with everybody I know?
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| I’m a mechanoid, I’m an android
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| Will I read the broadsheet or the tabloid?
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| Will I try an find a job or stay unemployed?
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| Another day, another problem to avoid
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| Going through the motions, the machine-man
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| Will I eat the thin crust or the deep pan?
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| Entertain the notion I’m a free man
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| With the blood of injustice on each hand
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| Will I support the red or the blue team?
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| Will I vote for the red or the blue dream
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| Or the yellow washed up in the slipstream?
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| Will the sniff make me feel like I’m sixteen?
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| Will I ever just turn off the TV
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| And look down at the Earth that’s beneath me?
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| Or will I just act like that’s beneath me?
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| I’m a robot
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| You don’t wanna beef me
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| Might as well join me
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| Because you can’t beat me
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| Put it on a canvas, gallery graffiti
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| It’s too easy
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| It’s too hard
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| Paying for the food, paying for the yard
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| Pay for the car
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| Counting every penny in the jar, like rah
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| Life feels like peddling a penny-farthing
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| You ain’t getting very far
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| Finish this cigarette and heading for the bar
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| Like I buy the snickers or the mars?
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| E&J liquor or the six-pack of stella artois?
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| Sky-high like my credit card charge
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| Thought about suicide
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| Couldn’t be arsed
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| Never had the chance to advance
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| Too slow to approach the pretty girl and ask for a dance
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| I was just too busy dealing with my task
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| Dwelling on the future
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| Living in the past
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| Will I be a foot solider or Ayatollah?
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| Be the model in the ad for the diet cola
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| Will I be a lowlife or a high roller?
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| Will I be a household name when my time’s over?
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| Will I smoke crack, heroin or hydro?
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| Will I buy the blackberry or the iphone?
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| Will I cash a pay cheque or the giro?
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| Will I be popular with everybody I know?
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| Your sin, your vice
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| Buy low, sell high
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| Just name your price
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| It makes me feel good
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| I feel alive
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| Your sin, your vice
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| Buy low, sell high
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| Just name your price
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| It makes me feel good
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| I feel alive
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| «I'm very concerned about you, Billy. |
| The risks you take. |
| You’re aware,
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| aren’t you, that what you’re doing is illegal?
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| —Well, what about they were doing?
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| Billy… people are what they are. |
| Now you have to learn to accept that,
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| and you have to learn to accept society’s rules. |
| If you don’t follow the rules,
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| Billy, bad things happen. |
| Now some people make the rules, and some people
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| follow the rules. |
| It’s a question of what you’re born to. |
| I really hate giving
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| you drugs, Billy." |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Household Name , by - Jehst. Song from the album Billy Green is Dead, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп