| Easy, turn your radio
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| Turn your radio… off
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| Watch me, now, baby
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| Uh uh
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| Hmm, easy
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| You bitches in my ear, they sayin' they love me
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| Uh, you don’t love Scott you love the Kid Cudi
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| Uh, ain’t no fuckin' slouch, show you what I’m bout
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| My energy is a bit too precious, too drenched in them blessings
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| Transitioning to my inner I’m hearing their voice
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| Tell me stay in focus, keep focusing, boy
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| Feelin' like a Chilly Billy
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| The man everywhere I go, in any city
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| I mean, damn the girls, girls, girls galore
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| I mean, damn the girls, girls, girls adore
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| Mixing florescent to the core of the accoutrement
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| Off the tippy titty, setting off
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| Sippin' Hen, dapping hands off the roof of my Porsche
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| A fresh nigga at large, a fresh nigga go hard
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| All my youngins say keep it goin'
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| All my youngins they dumb and reppin', they always knowin'
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| Got some pride in your town I’m spottin' em lately
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| 3 piece suit and I’m lookin' so cute
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| Sexy mama send her way, you doin' a hunnid
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| The main bucks sidelinin' Christian what you do?
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| Not this, my nigga, you been here
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| Not this, my nigga, you been here
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| Big boss I made your heart heavy
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| Can’t stop me, can’t carry me, baby
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| Life ain’t easy sober, we live so geeky
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| Did just what you taught us
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| Kept peace, no drama
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| Phoned home to the moon
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| Did you change your number?
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| If you win, you get this message
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| Need you back home
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| Big bro, big bro, big bro, big bro
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| Back home
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| Big bro, we need you, come home
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| Back home
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| Big bro, big bro, shit’s fucked, come home
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| Fi-i-ire, fi-i-i-i-ire
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| Fi-i-ire, fi-i-i-i-ire
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| Fi-i-ire, fi-i-i-i-ire
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| Fi-i-ire, fi-i-i-i-ire
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| Nightmares kept a nigga from closin' his lids
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| Since a kid, I’ve been haunted by visions of death
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| Such a trip, not normal, I customed the grip
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| Think they gon' know, think the door the haunters ain’t left
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| Now tell me what’s a young nigga to do? |
| When the zombies are comin' for you
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| Load up, then deal dixens
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| Supply the race, turn the pave, relaxin' I’m rippin'
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| Last week I almost weaved right off of Mulholland
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| Keepin' good like I should, the lone in my thoughts
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| Although there are some places I’ve gone to and witnessed
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| Is it worth the paranoia portraying the lose?
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| Nah nah heroes can’t simply have it all
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| Sacrifice, but see heroes don’t sleep, we hear the call
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| My neices know Uncle Scottie so rock 'n' roll
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| My princes, they don’t know rock 'n' roll daddy got the glow
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| Life ain’t easy sober, we live so geeky
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| Did just what you taught us
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| Kept peace, no drama
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| Phoned home to the moon
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| Did you change your number?
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| If you win, you get this message
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| Need you back home
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| Big bro, big bro, big bro, big bro
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| Back home
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| Big bro, we need you, come home
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| Back home
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| Big bro, big bro, shit’s fucked, come home
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| Fi-i-ire, fi-i-i-i-ire
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| Fi-i-ire, fi-i-i-i-ire
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| Fi-i-ire, fi-i-i-i-ire
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| Fi-i-ire, fi-i-i-i-ire |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Baptized In Fire , by - Kid Cudi. Song from the album Passion, Pain & Demon Slayin', in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп