| East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows
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| Everyone knows, everyone knows
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| East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows
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| Everyone knows, everyone knows
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| Tell me what you know about forty days, forty nights
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| No lights, all for this
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| Tell me what you know about sleeping outside
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| No ride in the wintertime, all for this
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| Tell me what you know about commas in the bank
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| Lookin' in the mirror, yeah, I did all of this
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| X you out, you get solved with this
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| Everybody know I…
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| I’m a slave
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| I’m a slave
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| You a slave (Yeah)
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| You a slave (Alright)
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| I’m a slave for this shit
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| I’m a slave (Yeah)
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| You a slave (Alright)
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| I’m a slave
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| You got to slave for this shit
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| Walk inside of Def Jam
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| Step on the president table and dap 'em up with the left hand
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| 'Cause I’m countin' money with the right
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| In a different city every night
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| And I’m sellin' records like it’s white
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| It’s another day, another flight
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| Paris in the morning, L.A. at night
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| What a beautiful sight
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| Now tell me who be fuckin' with me, alright?
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| Everybody know I’m livin' this life
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| Everyone know I got the baddest wife
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| This shit right here, everybody gonna like
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| Hold up, I know what I, know what I like
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| Tell me why everybody in the pipe
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| 'Cause I’m the only one doin' it right
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| I’m a rap genius like Rob Markman
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| Spent a couple of million on my new apartment
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| Down in Manhattan, that’s a multi-million dollar view
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| And I got it from rappin'
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| Damn everyone nappin' on the boy, heh, shit
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| I’m not a mad rapper, but what?
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| I’m angrier than Kanye
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| Angrier than Kanye when he talkin' about clothes
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| That’s a fashion line
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| And my last album went number one
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| So what that mean?
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| I did better than you, you, you
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| Sold way more than that pop bitch
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| And I dare Def Jam to drop this
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| I just drop hits
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| Check the Instagram fam
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| I got fifty-thousand people in the crowd, singin' out loud
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| Every word, that’s every lyric
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| You can hate, shit, just stop actin' like you don’t hear it
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| This shit right here for the party
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| That album that comin', that’s shit for the spirit, woo!
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| 5−0 triple-0 |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slave II, artist - Logic. Album song Bobby Tarantino, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп