| Grinded shimmer
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| Mind like an organized crime figure
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| Pot slinger
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| Rap’s George Steinbrenner
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| Million dollar rhyme printer
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| White wine sipper
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| Fly slipper
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| Big time flipper like Guy Fisher
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| Silencers on the 9's whisper like a shy sister
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| Banging iron till the palm blister
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| Still the flyest
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| From my shows, hoes steal the flyers
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| I’m to ill for you to kill a virus
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| Look in the killer’s iris
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| The size of holes left in you like a silver dollar
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| My how to win mind is filled with knowledge
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| Mine field around the cottage
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| Fuck how you feel about it
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| I am trying to fill a wallet, until its brolic
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| Knobs get polished by the most exotic hoes
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| I promise my Benz got leather and oak inside it
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| Coke measuring, no consignment
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| Cause when you was broke I find it hard to remain open-minded
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| Hoping God there is a road for riders
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| That Live by the code and honor
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| That don’t end in molten lava
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| I know a lot of hoes that gotta game of tricks like globetrotters
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| To give good dome with the saliva
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| Dipped in Prada
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| But who am I to try to knock her
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| For ballin like a nigga bagga?
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| Back deposits
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| Foampots is still wearing copper, proper
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| Rock you to sleep like a toddler boy
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| Almond joy
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| Nuts to a full-time mama’s boy
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| Death ritual
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| Farm McCoy
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| Play the trucks like a Tonka toy
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| The boy’s moist
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| I pop you up for a small coin
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| You caught four in the groin, one in the loin
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| You made a noise, I stay poised
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| Corduroys
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| Till every pirate on board, ahoy
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| kiss a plutonium lip
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| Bell skip
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| For ships of opium grips of polar shift
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| Shotties explode disks, running from a solar eclipse
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| Snipe your pawn out
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| Forces combust when planets fallout
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| Submerged in dirt, while bowels orbit like a dusty vinyl
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| Lost sluts who crave fucks with holographic titles
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| hugging the sidewalk
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| Stuck in depressed chambers
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| Ropes hanging from death’s neigbors
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| Fruits are stain and unflavored
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| Mind frames plague with speculations
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| Algebraic equations
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| through a hard drizzle
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| Shizzle Bars of crystal
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| … darkest tissue
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| Third eye is my farmest visual
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| Sharpen knives to slice pythons in the garden
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| Sacrifice the science sarcem
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| Diaphragms of?
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| marksman
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| Tears skies with solar flares
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| Farces a photonic glare, in subatomic sphere
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| Standing ovations at satan’s enreighnment
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| Chunky shells of uranium
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| Compose and aim again
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| No faith, gold chains that choke veins
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| Boats and planes
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| Blows comatose your brain
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| Young boxed in the twenty ton slum
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| Eleven guns, elegant suns
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| Accurate aim
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| Cramp your frame in accetate
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| Lapped in acid rain
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| Cock the hammer with fabulous range
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| Like maximus pain
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| Nikel-potassium
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| Immaculate metallic amulet |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song White Russian, artist - Melanin 9. Album song Magna Carta, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп