| …of chance to you, to him is one of real skill
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| So glad to meet you, Angeles
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| Picking up the ticket shows there’s money to be made
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| Go on and lose the gamble that’s the history of the trade
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| Did you add up all the cards left to play to zero
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| And sign up with evil, Angeles
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| Don’t start me trying now uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
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| ‘Cause I’m all over it, Angeles
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| I could make you satisfied in everything you do
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| All your secret wishes could right now be coming true
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| And be forever with my broken arms around you
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| No one’s gonna fool around with us
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| No one’s gonna fool around with us
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| So glad to meet you, Angeles
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| I’m just doing what I’m doing, I’ve been moving lately
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| I’m just trying to live my life, but this shit is crazy
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| And everybody think I’m good and I’m fantastic
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| Even though I’m in the game, bitch I’m not a rapper
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| Seen it’s real life when they killed the childhood friend
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| The funeral looked like a middle school reunion
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| Rewind the tape, man I swear they couldn’t do this
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| Now I live paranoid Confucius
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| Think about the day that I’m gonna stop breathing
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| Anything could happen please don’t misread it
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| Tornado watch in Orange Country I can see it
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| The world coming to an end I really can’t believe it
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| Can’t nobody hear my cry when I’m in the zone
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| Don’t nobody give a fuck, bitch I’m all alone
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| And the people, man they really don’t give a shit
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| They’ll leave you on your dick and they’ll fuck your bitch
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| Why in school they didn’t teach about the taxes?
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| In the real world man it’s all about taxes
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| All about TV and living above average
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| Where the fuck you staying, all about your status
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| What the fuck you drive to the size of your mattress
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| How big your chain and the girls that you smashing
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| How much you work plus the time you relaxing
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| Time spent in jail and on the street savage
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| Mixed with the robbers, the stress, and the addicts
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| Mixed with the greed and the guns and the havoc
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| Mixed with the weed and the pills and the acid
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| Killing off my people and the media is laughing
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| Learn about the past but the present is what’s happening
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| Probation, slavery, pissing for the master
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| The cops is a gang and they really beat your ass
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| And the courts is the mob and it’s ran by the cash
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| I look good on the outside
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| But messed up in the inside
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| And everybody got a gun now
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| I guess I’m ready to die let me fly
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| I really feel like I might not get married
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| I don’t trust myself so I trust her barely
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| And I’m not a dog and I’m not a cheetah
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| But the girls is bending over screaming Lil Beezy
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| And they don’t tell you that they run around with diseases
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| Fuck the wrong one, catch AIDS, can’t believe it
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| Russian roulette everyone watched and cheated
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| Your main girl high in tax and she fucking Regis
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| Who wants a million? |
| Most gold diggers do
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| Say one thing and think another, man they really do
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| Anything that help you go to hell with the parachute
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| They really just chirping, talking back like the parrots do
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| I’m really trying to spit real life like the parents do
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| Ask bout Lil B and they tell you that I spit the truth
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| A lot of people don’t understand what I do
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| And when the world ends just play this song when it’s through |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Worlds Ending , by - Lil B. Song from the album The Complete Myspace Collection, Vol. 4, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп