| My mind flies
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| Wide eyes I cry
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| For all the people that, for all the people that, for all the people that,
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| for all the people that died, yeah
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| Why expect a thing
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| Why try?
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| Really? |
| Nothing? |
| This fucking guy
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| Call the label!
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| Why accept a thing
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| Why do we buy, into it?
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| Where am I? |
| Where am I? |
| Where am I?
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| In the wrong time…
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| (Oh well… 1, 2, 3, 4)
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| Ain’t nobody dance no more
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| See the paint up on my pants I tore
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| Now eye melt off
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| And I bet I’ll see you lurking in the corner you whore
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| I’m in yo brain I’m in yo head and imma loiter we poor
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| I can’t afford to be bored
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| And when I’m riding with the gang
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| We on the border be warned
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| And when I’m yelling I be feeling
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| What I’m born to be for
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| And I be smelling all the elements
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| There’s gonna be war
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| And I’ll be ready
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| I’ll be ready, I’ll be
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| Standing up
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| The wall that they build now
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| Knock you down
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| Divide the whole field, cow
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| I can’t fall
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| I never go to sleep
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| For niggas sucking on my dick
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| You better get up out here
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| Fight club nigga
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| Don’t talk about it
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| Walk up out it
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| Fucking with the spider nigga
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| Pick a daisy
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| Kick a bucket
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| Ah…
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| Save my life
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| The blood in my eye white
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| Don’t talk right
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| You might cause a knife fight
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| Momma told a nigga better go hard, go hard
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| Think a darkie doing good so far, so far
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| Imma kill this shit like forever
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| That’s longevity
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| You can eat yo fill of whatever
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| I got everything
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| Make my image into something you’ll remember
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| When I’m smoking with my niggas
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| We burning the same ember
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| When I kill it I be killing December right thru November
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| Niggas pushing buttons
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| They touching a nigga temper, right
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| I got my fair share of problems
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| I got my fair share of problems
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| Any nigga wanna solve em?
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| You see a lick then you rob him
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| I see a lick then I stop
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| On the block and I pause him
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| Sir! |
| I been at home eating ramen
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| Are you aware that I do not agree how the law been
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| Momma keep sobbing, crying
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| Give me a dollar and I can
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| Buy things for her
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| I can try being sober
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| Getting high is a lower form of life
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| Going slower than a slug
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| Or a bug in arachnid webs
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| Imma stack these heads
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| In the back pretend
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| They’re not there
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| Or that I
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| Got hair
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| Do you got that stuff
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| Do you got that stuff
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| Do you got what it takes now?
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| We can find out quick
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| We can find out quickly
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| Oh yeah
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| Ain’t nobody dance no more
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| See the paint up on my pants I tore
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| Now eye melt off
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| And I bet I’ll see you lurking in the corner you whore
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| I’m in yo brain I’m in yo head and imma loiter we poor
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| I can’t afford to be bored
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| And when I’m riding with the gang
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| We on the border be warned
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| And when I’m yelling I be feeling
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| What I’m born to be for
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| And I be smelling all the elements
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| There’s gonna be war
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| And I’ll be ready, I’ll be ready, I’ll be
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| Standing up
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| The wall that they build now
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| Knock you down
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| Divide the whole field, cow
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| I can’t fall
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| I never go to sleep
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| For niggas sucking on my dick
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| You better get up out here
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| I am not a human
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| I am idea that you cannot kill
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| I am in the field got soil to til
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| And imma run it with my niggas til we buying the Ville
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| And imma run it with my niggas til we buying the town
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| And we gon talk that shit imma double it down
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| I should have fought that bitch when I had the chance
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| I should have caught that tiger by the bottom his pants
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| And I’ll be
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| Standing up
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| The wall that they build now
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| Knock you down
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| Divide the whole field, cow
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| I can’t fall
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song rap music, artist - Lil Darkie. Album song THIS DOES NOT EXIST, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп