| Godzilla walking
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| Got zilla bumping blue tooth
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| Stomp
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| On his jaw
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| If he sell me something too boof
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| So, mad trigga happy
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| Bitching you a whole goof
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| Nomad nigga
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| Walk around I’m keeping no roof
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| No name
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| Niggas always blow they self like cobain
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| No shame
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| Detestable you flexible like lo-mein
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| Go brain
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| Fly away get higher then the low pain
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| Propane
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| Blowing up you slowing up see no fame
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| Bitch I’m busy
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| To busy to fuck around
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| Hey, hit that stizzy bitch
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| Asking about my pound, nah
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| Might go missin'
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| My mission is to be free
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| And all you niggas
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| Ain’t controlling what I be
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| That bitch got hiiiigh from drinking my piss
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| I might flyyyy awaaay
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| I ain’t thinking of kids
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| Yet mom
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| Wet bong ripping
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| Ain’t sippin on tech
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| Ac, yack
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| Backwoods
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| But I got fronto on deck
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| Black pack
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| Sac town sack up in my backpack
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| Black mack
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| Liable to rack back
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| If I see that hack lack
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| Hit him with that ra ra
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| Right inside his car car
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| Sitting on the tar tar
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| Floating where the stars are
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| Bitch I’m busy
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| To busy to fuck about
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| Jealous ass kid he
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| Keep trying to block my route
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| My per-spective affective
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| At spotting bullshit
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| You de-fective objective is
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| Let the full clip
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| Dump
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| Like a dookie
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| He knew me and now he do not
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| Hump on his groupies
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| They coochies and number two spots
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| Clump my feeling I’m peaking off t-two tabs
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| Thump my ceiling it peeling like it’s a new scab
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| Trust none no one hurt me no more
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| I fuck with em from the rich to the poor
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| Flat earth, all turf f-from pole to pole
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| Don’t drink from the tap they tappin' your soul
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| I work harder than the president
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| Save the elephants
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| Disrespect and imma hit ya set a precedent
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| Listen to me I’m the reverent
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| My decree will never end
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| I believe these truths are self evident
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| Heaven sent
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| All haaaail satan and shit
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| On the tv see me debating a bitch
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| As if our moves aren’t scripted and writ
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| By the same mother fuckers own yo dna bits
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| Bitch I’m busy
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| To busy leading the free world
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| What about the rest of it?
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| Make it into a sea world!
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| Less of it for fauna
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| Like llamas all the wee squirrels
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| Give it to osama
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| The bomber at freedom we hurl |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song POSTED IN THE DVRK, artist - Lil Darkie. Album song LIL DARKIE CLASSICS, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп