| Element of the surprise
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| Such a spectacular thing I cannot, lie
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| So many things people wanna limit you to be
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| I show you a glimmer inside the spectrum of the wizard
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| Well known as a getter and a nigga with a plan
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| The negative that come out they mouth, so sad
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| When I smash, wipe the smirk off they face, my bad
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| Who bad? |
| I am, my dad raised one hell of a man
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| At eleven I had to throw on the pants
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| Still don’t feel appreciated and not by my own fam
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| All good, I’ll be tucked away in them shadows
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| Workin' in sweats, solve the riddle and soon I’m ready for battle
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| Move my fans with my love and they move me with theirs
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| We unified by the dark and middle fingers in air
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| Come on, who gon' go half on a zone?
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| Oh, thought I would be done off that coke, no
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| Let me tell you some' ho
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| Ben said «Everything that shine ain’t gold»
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| Been skeetin' on pretty faces then my heart switched cold
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| Been the nigga sittin' in hell in fresh ass clothes
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| I know what it feels like to have a broken nose
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| And ain’t nobody hit you in it
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| It’s really 'cause that shit that you snorted and put all in it
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| That time you thought I was finished, no I just experimented
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| And it helped me adjust and be ok, with being demented
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| By the way nigga, these cars ain’t rented, I give a fuck who sees
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| So I don’t bother rollin' tinted, look who the fuck it be
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| That skinny Cleveland niggie, I stay reppin' my city bitch
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| Been smokin', no jokin', Cudder’s had that itch, so I scratch
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| So please no more speculation 'bout that
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| Burn baby, burn, truthfully and noted, I’m back
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| So please no more speculation 'bout that
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| Burn baby, burn, truthfully and noted, I’m back
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| Niggas think I’m livin' life paranoid
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| Mothafuck that, man
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| Oh, they got me twisted, they don’t know that boy
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| Mothafuck that, man
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| I’m just gettin' busy, killin' it, I’m gettin' busy
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| Mothafuck them, man
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| I just wanna watch 'em burn, baby, burn
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| Niggas think I’m livin' life paranoid
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| Mothafuck that, man
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| Oh, they got me twisted, they don’t know that boy
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| Mothafuck that, man
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| I’m just gettin' busy, killin' it, I’m gettin' busy
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| Mothafuck them, man
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| Now it’s time to watch 'em burn, baby, burn
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| Hahaha, yahm
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| Ahhh, ahhh, my leg! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Burn Baby Burn , by - Kid Cudi. Song from the album Indicud, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп