| This the story of a street life
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| This is what the streets like
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| This the story of a street life
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| This is what the streets like
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| When it gets dark, and the guns bark
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| Police are enemy they want our
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| Cocaina pura, filhos duma puta
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| Still I rise through the fire
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| My desire to get higher is higher
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| Than these snitches and these liars
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| Lord Knows
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| Street life, live that, ain’t no denying it
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| We get dough then flip that, fire sticks
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| Get low and sticks clap, rider shit
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| No lying kid, know who you’re riding with
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| If Don gets caught, and then turns into a lying snitch
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| If I get caught, the lord knows I’m denying it
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| The lord knows I’m a lying shit
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| Like «Nah judge, it weren’t me, I didn’t ride on him»
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| And if that don’t work, I’mma ride my ting
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| I’mma ride my bird, like I was cycling
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| Fight through the fire, like a fireman
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| Let the ting light, and leave him hearing sirens
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| And that’s all because he tried the ting
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| Like Koke’s known, let me try and get stripes from him
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| Pussy boy, want to test the eye
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| Get shot and want to testify
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| This the story of a street life
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| This is what the streets like
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| When it gets dark, and the guns bark
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| Police are enemy they want our
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| Cocaina pura, filhos duma puta
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| Still I rise through the fire
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| My desire to get higher is higher
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| Than these snitches and these liars
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| Lord Knows
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| The lord knows that I’m suffering
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| I reach for the sky, like I wish I could cuddle him
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| I pray to stop hustling, but I can’t until my Mummy stop struggling
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| Life had me running risks
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| Fight with a gun, no fists
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| Product of my block, so just know who you’re fucking with
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| Been running around these blocks, ever since I was a fucking kid
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| And I let it pop… I’m certified in my fucking bits
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| I’ve heard the lies, you dickheads keep chatting shit
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| The burner lights, you dickheads ain’t clapping sticks
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| We murder guys, if they try to turn their back on bridge
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| Early night, catch him while he’s with his bitch
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| From the most hated ends in North West
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| Remorseless, bang guns, be cautious
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| The rawest, concrete blocks of Stonebridge
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| Might be knocked down but we still have to hold this
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| This the story of a street life
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| This is what the streets like
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| When it gets dark, and the guns bark
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| Police are enemy they want our
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| Cocaina pura, filhos duma puta
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| Still I rise through the fire
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| My desire to get higher is higher
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| Than these snitches and these liars
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| Lord Knows
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| Lord Knows |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lord Knows, artist - K Koke. Album song Pure Koke, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп