| No strings are attached
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| This is who I am
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| My rap is not an act
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| I am my own man
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| I don’t want it to be how it used to be
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| I want it to be how it is now
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| A lot of people wanna see what they’re used to seeing
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| I show those people I’m a good damn human being
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| Man of the earth
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| Free thinkin' first
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| Then comparin' notes
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| With the ones that you wrote
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| I don’t live for votes
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| I tally my own quotes
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| You rally in the alley with your style-ee on dope
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| I got respect for that
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| Someone should write you a check for that
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| It’s my movie, I wear the director’s hat
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| You’ve got creative control though
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| I’ll hit you off later with the paper let’s roll
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| It’s all soul
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| Music, I love it
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| Make it in my home replicate it for the public
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| Then spread it
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| Through our own company’s
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| That are headed
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| By our own fuckin' homies
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| Nobody owns me
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| My mom named me Corey
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| Sam called me a number, had to tell 'em my story
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| I love life, my wife and break molds
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| I’m on the dice, feels right, take hold
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| (Why would you wanna try to break down this?) 3X
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| (Why would you wanna try?)
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| I’m from the burrito truck village
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| His trunk, you could feel it
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| Pain can’t heal it
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| Rain might wash you away
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| To L.A., plastic face temple
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| Don’t generalize, there’s none in South Central
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| Add it together
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| I’m mad at the weather
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| That’s just for starters
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| Never had it better
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| It must be the cheddar
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| Cheese on my sandwich
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| I pay extra for that, just like I planned it
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| My boat landed
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| We’re both stranded
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| I wrote candid
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| But you can understand it though
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| Never been branded
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| Spit it how I penned it
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| From the ground up
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| I do what not many men did
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| Careers open-ended
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| For years shows attended
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| My peers, stay open minded
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| They go rewind it
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| From Diego to New York
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| True dedication make it work put it in Quark
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| Recycle it
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| Homie beat juggle it
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| Do it your way and see how big the bubble gets
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| Cause that’s the shit!
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| (Why would you wanna try to break down this?) X3
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| (Why would you wanna try?)
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| (We getting better baby!
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| Ain’t no stopping us now!
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| Living Legends baby!
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| We on top of the pile!) X2 |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Strings, artist - Living Legends. Album song Creative Differences, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп