| Yeah, just ride with a nigga
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| America’s number one, you can bet on ya life!
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| Statik Selektah
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| Ride with a nigga like
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| America’s number one, you can bet on ya life!
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| Call me the general, pushing that new agenda through
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| For my millennials, troubled youth and the felons too
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| Tryna be perennial, but chance of livin' is minimal
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| She critical, exactly what made my niggas criminals
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| Typical AmeriKKKa, damn sure ain’t no miracle
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| Word to Steezy, I’ma keep this shit lyrical
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| 'Til I fall out my physical, all my verses is biblical, uh
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| Flowin' religiously, my delivery spiritual, uh
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| Feelin' invincible, this here is nothin' new
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| This is just principle, take notes, if I were you
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| They say I’m a clumsy king, how I be droppin' jewels
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| But see, the funny thing is I got lots to lose
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| Never no fucks to give, only one life to live
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| So I exchange my negative for a positive and it’s all
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| Good Lord, the pen is way mighty than the sword
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| Who want war? |
| I told you before
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| How I kicked in the door
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| With the rugged raw, back just to reinstall
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| What you niggas thought it was?
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| Yes, I’m a veteran, you just a comer up
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| I can teach you a lesson
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| How to get your hunger up
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| Homie ya
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| How I kicked in the door
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| With the rugged raw back just to reinstall
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| What you niggas thought it was?
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| Yes, I’m a veteran, you just a come up
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| About to teach you a lesson
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| How to get your fuckin' hunger up, nigga
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| Badmon, we ah run tings, yeah
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| Never let the tings run we, uh
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| All di gyal dem a come pree
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| But mi tell them that the buddy never come free
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| Badmon, we ah run tings, yeah
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| Never let the tings run we, uh
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| All di gyal dem a come pree
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| But mi tell them that the buddy never come free
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| Super predator, filthy AmeriKKKa
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| Burn the newspapers and the editors
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| My dead presidents ain’t dead enough
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| Blew a zip to the head, still ain’t red enough
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| Pray to Jesus, hope he got you
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| No I’m not a chicken, I never listen to FOX News
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| Niggas built the country but never givin' they props due
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| Payin' for my people, I’m still payin' for my pops dues
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| I’m royalty, my momma said it
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| I’m gold hearted, I’m scum headed
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| Lost soul in a promised land of promises
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| Gotta mask on, but no, I’m not anonymous
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| Built on my lonely, no accomplices
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| Light a L up for my accomplishments
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| I’m a real nigga, it’s not a lot of 'em
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| If they were, then the cops probably shot at 'em
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| Badmon, we ah run tings, yeah
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| Never let the tings run we, uh
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| All di gyal dem a come pree
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| But mi tell them that the buddy never come free
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| Badmon, we ah run tings, yeah
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| Never let the tings run we, uh
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| All di gyal dem a come pree
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| But mi tell them that the buddy never come free
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| Yeah, I stomp the grounds in my Timberlands
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| Ain’t nothin' colder than New York when that December in
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| The coldest shoulders, from average Joes and the simple mans
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| I pack the heat 'cause I’m known around to be simmerin'
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| That mean I’m finna hit the boilin' point like real soon
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| Man, I’ve been heatin' up, my self esteem been on the moon
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| The flow is hotter than volcanic craters near the equator
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| Any debaters is simply haters, they know that I’m greater
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| I be countin' my paper, forever fuck all the majors
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| Did it all on my own, don’t owe nobody no favors
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| It’s clear, I’m heir to the throne, I’ve been the best in my zone
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| Internationally known, forever Brooklyn’s own
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| I mean, come on, but here’s for the Presidents, the Congressmen, the Senators
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| Who got us all slavin' while they reapin' all the benefits
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| Got the world thinkin' that it’s true 'bout what they said of us
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| AmeriKKKa’s worst nightmare, the super predator |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song SUPER PREDATOR , by - Joey Bada$$. Song from the album ALL-AMERIKKKAN BADA$$, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп