| Uh, uh
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| Yeah, yeah
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| No-no, no-no-no, no-no-no
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| Woo, woo
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| Picture this
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| Once in your heart, no one can ever depart
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| Make sure it’s real right from the start
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| Yeah, picture this
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| Early Saturdays, eating Golden Crisp
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| MC Hammer on the radio, I’m 2 Legit
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| Hammer dance with the Hammer pants, we movin' it
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| I was young when I fell in love wit' music quick
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| Dubbin' tapes, It Takes Two, Rob Base
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| I was dumb, I took two, rob place
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| Here they come, but this path, don’t wanna chase
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| I was more than happy being the customer
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| Creative writer, I scribe words, your day brighter
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| But for now, I’ma push it to the side, just the tip in
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| Hearin' Kathy trippin', talkin' 'bout college
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| Me an Po had a plan, if she did the knowledge
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| One plus one equal three where I’m from
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| Marvin youngest son had to become his own man in decision
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| God’s engineerin', Jesus at the wheel
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| The seven cities was my choice but the South appeal
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| Thought I’d be teaching people’s kids just to keep it real
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| I had hopes, never thought I’d sign a record deal
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| I’m just a kid from VA who considers himself blessed
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| Let the ungrateful fight about the rest, yes
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| Picture this
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| Once in your heart, no one can ever depart
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| Make sure it’s real right from the start (Yeah, yeah)
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| Picture this, down memory lane
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| Crazy how far that we came
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| Some things don’t ever have to change
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| Ayo, picture this
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| It’s Soundbombin' for the downtrodden
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| Whether the game’s elimination or round robin
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| 'Cause God’ll laugh at your plans
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| Took half my advance, invested in a eight-passenger van
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| And drove off on behalf of the dance
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| Just me and my mans
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| Chasin' the dream and pretty girls with the long hair
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| But somethin' went wrong there, I tried to be strong
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| Was on the bottom so long, it felt like I belonged there
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| Picture this
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| Steppin' out on your faith is a heavy path
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| To make it out wit' your dignity and some petty cash
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| Pimp hand strong, we backhand it like Steffi Graf
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| The realest to do it, yo, put it on my epitaph
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| So fresh, so independent
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| So free, so me, why you in your feelings?
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| I needed shelter and I couldn’t find the antidote
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| So God gave me the words to let me Penicillin, yeah
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| Picture this
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| Once in your heart, no one can ever depart
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| Make sure it’s real right from the start
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| Picture this, down memory lane
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| Crazy how far that we came
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| Some things don’t ever have to change
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| Picture this
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| I, I, I can’t read the teleprompter. |
| Can you, can you do the fucking prompter
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| right? |
| No one knows how to operate a prompter in this building! |
| Son of a bitch!
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| May God bless our nation, and this station, thank you. |
| Take us out.
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| What does that mean, take us out? |
| It says here, «play us out.» |
| What does that
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| mean, music’s gonna play us out? |
| What the fuck does that mean? |
| I don’t even
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| like Little Brother. |
| And, tell you the truth Percy Miracles was a son of a
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| bitch. |
| Stole money from me, and at the Christmas party in 1989, I swear to God,
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| he hit on my wife. |
| I’ll never forgive Percy for that. |
| It’s a miracle that he’s
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| dead. |
| I feel bad about saying that. |
| I, I, I shouldn’t have said that.
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| I sincerely apologize |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Picture This, artist - Little Brother. Album song May the Lord Watch, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп