| Satanic cannibal rituals, human soup
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| Pop like a Uzi shoot, Blizzards of Ozz, ruby shoes
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| And yellow bricks, groovy green ganja, pain, pussy, hoes
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| Tootsie Rolls, show you how that white powder pussy sold
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| Homie, we the master level
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| In other words we gonna last forever
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| In a lifelong Dance with the Devil
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| My DNA’s survival is to adapt and evolve
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| We shot you, another rapper get clapped in they car
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| Fuck drama and schemes, pull the Dalai Lama and squeeze
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| Shamans and sleaze, bathe in your blood and dry in the breeze
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| On my throne, emperor, death galore, death to all
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| Decapitated heads on totem poles paraded through the poor
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| Righteous professors surrounded by a trifle deception
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| Crucify me like Christ when he died for redemption
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| Die for your sins, like a Phoenix I rise from the dead
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| Born from the last drop of sweat on a dying man’s head
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| I could complain but who’d listen?
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| Is your mind a time machine or a prison?
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| Motherfuck the world, Goliath and the system
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| Trust nothing, worshiping violence called belligerence
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| Fuck love, just find me a hole to stick my pistol in
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| Couple neck deep in my hatred till the day that it drowns me
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| You don’t love it? |
| Don’t say shit just get the fuck around me
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| I’ve been a dickhead every since legit
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| You just a dick for taking a risk on something that wasn’t a lick
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| Criminology 101, the realest shit
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| Allow me to introduce you to who you dealing with
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| Supreme example on how to live your life wrong
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| You’re only chasing dreams 'til you catch her on the right song
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| Poof goes the magic bunch of talking cunts
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| I swear it was more fun walking home getting jumped
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| By my so-called friends, that’s why I’m so fucked up
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| And that’s why The Coka’s the only brand I trust
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| Just tell the bodyguard at Comic-Con to watch it
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| They think cause I draw comics, I won’t jump in the mosh pit
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| And rock shit, what? |
| Take my badge
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| Only thing you gonna be doing is kissing my white ass, fool
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| Ain’t no tomorrow, just Now Or Never
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| They fiending for the raw so they down for whatever
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| They used to say never but now they done switched
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| You need another hit? |
| Yeah this that shit!
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| Ain’t no tomorrow, just Now or Never
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| They fiending for the raw so they down for whatever
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| They need it so bad that they scratching at they throats
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| You know what they hooked on, that’s that coke
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| You better learn to swim
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| I wanna see the earth burst into flames and smell it burn your skin
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| Murder merchant serving a purpose in the churches
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| Would never let me in again and kiss the serpent as it perches around my neck
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| yelling at pedestrians and howling at the full moon
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| Never held accountable for what I do
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| When I’m in that state and you don’t like the sound of that hate
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| I gotta say goodbye but I’ll wait
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| The time is now, violent as a fired-up crowd
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| Fighting back against the government for trying to shut us down
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| I’m so close to killing myself under the goalpost
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| At Gillette Stadium during the game to make you all go loco
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| So popo don’t got enough mojo
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| When a thousand angry fans beat each other’s face in slow-mo
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| Now that’s entertainment isn’t it? |
| (YES!)
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| The circus of America visit it! |
| (DEATH!)
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| I know the ledge flip the switch, I can pull the lever
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| The true forces are at odds but they go together
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| The new fortress of the gods has been molded better
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| In the colder weather through the years from the golden era
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| The heavy chains, Gazelle frames and stolen leathers
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| Chipped shoulders and ice grills are cold as ever
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| The kids take a look call this old school
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| I got some tools on my belt that they don’t use
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| Look I’ve been a crook for the hooks and the Pro Tools
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| We can play this game by the new or the old rules
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| But don’t confuse fate for fear
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| A longevity for things getting complacent here
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| Got an affliction in my spirit with a case of beer
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| You can hear it you can see it in my face for years
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| Fuck luck, we still coming up aces here
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| With hats on the bed, black cats and breaking mirrors
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| Ain’t no tomorrow, just Now Or Never
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| They fiending for the raw so they down for whatever
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| They used to say never but now they done switched
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| You need another hit? |
| Yeah this that shit!
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| Ain’t no tomorrow, just Now or Never
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| They fiending for the raw so they down for whatever
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| They need it so bad that they scratching at they throats
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| You know what they hooked on, that’s that coke |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Now Or Never, artist - La Coka Nostra. Album song To Thine Own Self Be True, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп