| What up? |
| Everytime we do this we gotta make sure we do it right
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| Ain’t no time for playing
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| So I’ma shoutout to everybody that don’t like me
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| And I hate you too believe that
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| I’m oblivious to punishment, rarely I show pain
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| I’m like heroin and crystal meth, acid and cocaine
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| I’m that man who’s in your house waiting for you to throw the lights
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| Under your bed hoping to strike like that clown or poltergeist
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| I’m that fate you couldn’t dodge, the bullet permanently lodged
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| The carbon monoxide that helps you kill yourself in your garage
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| I’m the roadblock that impede ya, who can telepathically read ya
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| The physician that intentionally messed up your procedure
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| I’m the sorcerer, the witch doctor, the medicine concocter
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| I’m a human octopus being, the electric eel shocker
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| My drug is a verbal slug that might distort blood
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| The wicked hand that firmly wrapped around your life support plug
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| I’m the ghost man who holds your existence in his hand
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| Perched in the neck of the hour glass, the final grain of sand
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| The professional who speaks words of action to the beast
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| I’m the priest who heard you but showed no compassion in the least
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| I’ll forever be the lead, my breed heavily degreed
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| I bring phrases that experts say can never be conceived
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| Those who step to me, get bladed, brainwaves cleverly invaded
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| I got arrays of weaponry so days of jeopardy enslaved him
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| For my phone because I’m always hunting new things I can grab
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| No time for rapping about my clothes or platinum chains that I don’t have
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| Equipping the grain to drive and smash, selling cocaine and flexing abs
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| Making it rain and running tabs, I’ma spit flames and burn up last
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| And that’s finished
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| I want to shoutout God/Allah
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| The whole South Park Coalition
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| What’s up K.O. |
| What’s up K-Water?
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| Shoutout to the N.O.I
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| MacGregor Park, Alaska, Germany, France, the whole world
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| Shoutout to the homie Malik
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| All the OGs, the homies in jail
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| The hustlers on every block around the world
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| What up Z-Ro? |
| What up Tre?
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| The whole H-Town, the Ghetto Bar and SPC
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| Holler at me, yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Opening Statement, artist - K Rino. Album song The Skills Collection, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп