| Ah, uh
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| You depressed again excellent nigga
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| I know your president
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| You get lit and get dumb again baby
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| I know your type I’m calligraphy
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| My life in these sentences
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| Paragraphs with a bigger meaning
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| Picture me in a Chevy
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| Heavy with all these vixens leaning
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| Alcohol spilling all on my halo wings
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| Sip it and take a beam
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| Trippin' on vocal chords
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| Legendary she going for
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| She powerful
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| Bitch and you know better
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| Lick her but don’t sweat her, uh
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| I got an igloo and no sweater
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| You know I’m cold
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| Looking for more weather
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| Shots city the wind, and I’m
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| Sending again, no lie
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| When in the wind is a picture for them
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| And rapper chicks, yeah
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| Them rapper chicks so touty
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| Ya baby daddy wanna be inside ‘em
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| Ya baby momma wanna be around ‘em
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| But chill now we lookin' for the hydrant
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| Thirsty, damn, let’s get it piping
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| When I get that urge
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| When I get that binge
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| When I get that purge
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| And I really wanna know your name
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| Just wanna know how you got the nerve
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| When I see how you talk to me
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| When the lights go down and you get fucked
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| We ‘gon live it up
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| I don’t give a fuck
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| My liver ‘gon hate me demons ‘gon hate me
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| And my lovers too
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| I gotta get out of the way of my biceps
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| But they lookin' so righteous
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| I’m just
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| Living for the good days in my old age
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| Baby say the game is over I’m still learning to play
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| And I’m poisoning myself again
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| Got my ladies in my poisoning
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| We finding joy in the noise
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| And got no time for no phony friend
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| Aye, you poisoning yourself again?
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| I see you’re sober on the ropes again
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| Snortin' got you open
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| Dabbin' got you chokin'
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| Poison got you tellin' on yourself up in the moment, yeah
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| And I just want the story and the glory
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| Got this poison in a bottle and I’m pourin'
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| Fuck it up
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| Aye, I don’t give a fuck
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| Nah, I, I-I-I-I-I don’t give a fuck, fuck
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| Aye, I don’t give a fuck
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| I can see the truth and I can see the high
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| That liquor in your body blessin' in disguise
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| Wake up in the morning take the inventory
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| Watch a stranger snorin' in your bed
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| Text your boyfriend and your homie
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| The fuck I did last night?
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| Was the Insta and the Snaps right? |
| (Ha)
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| Did we smoke the whole pack like
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| I’m a user, and a poison abuser
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| Wake ‘em up and get the Uber
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| So now I be
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| Poisoning myself again
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| Got my ladies and my poisoning
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| We finding joy in the noise
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| And got no time for no phony friend
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| Aye, you poisoning yourself again?
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| I see you’re sober on the ropes again
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| Snortin' got you open
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| Dabbin' got you chokin'
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| Poison got you tellin' on yourself up in the moment, yeah
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| And I just want the story and the glory
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| Got this poison in a bottle and I’m pourin'
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| Said I be
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| Poisoning myself again
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| Got my ladies and my poisoning
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| We finding joy in the noise
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| And got no time for no phony friend
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| Nah, you poisoning yourself again?
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| I see you’re sober on the ropes again
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| Snortin' got you open
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| Dabbin' got you chokin'
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| Poison got you tellin' on yourself up in the moment, yeah
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| And I just want the story and the glory
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| Got this poison in a bottle and I’m pourin'
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| Fuck it up
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| Aye, I don’t give a fuck
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| Nah, I, I-I-I-I-I don’t give a fuck
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| Aye, I don’t give a fuck |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Joy in the Noise, artist - Manic Focus. Album song Minds Rising, in the genre Электроника