| I’m not hear to make a record, you dumb cracker
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| They broadcast me out on the radio
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| Off guard, sleeping hard, like it couldn’t happen
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| Tore me up, riddled up, bullets yeah they hoppin'
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| Like bunny rabbits, to the creator I’m sent back
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| Let me live twice, he said «nah, it’s a wrap»
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| Lives are taken when it’s about the paper
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| Some are starving and hungry for the power
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| Others are thirsty for the blood and love the pleasure
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| Don’t want to go so I summon the devil
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| I said
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| Lucifer Morningstar
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| (If you give me one more chance)
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| I’ll make the best of it
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| Lucifer Morningstar
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| (If you give me one more chance)
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| Then my soul you’ll get
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| Cause I can’t handle it
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| Revenge I need the shit
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| I wanna live on like I’m Spawn, raisin' hell and fits
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| Grant me what I need
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| Brought back and make 'em bleed
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| I want 'em all gone cause I’m gone and God won’t let me leave
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| So listen up, I’m asking you to give me
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| One more chance like them girls be begging Biggie
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| Cause I got to dance with these niggas who tried to kill me
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| If God don’t feel me, then Satan I know you hear me
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| The fact I summoned you, some will find silly
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| But they never been dead, so why the fuck really
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| Would I stop to be undead or fed until they under
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| And undercovers can’t stop me nor the feds
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| Bowling for dollars, knock 'em down for the bread
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| Kingpin is the charge cause large is bloodshed
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| The seventh circle, the square I’ll rest my head
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| Cause they step to my b.i. |
| this is what I said
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| I said
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| Lucifer Morningstar
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| (If you give me one more chance)
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| I’ll make the best of it
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| Lucifer Morningstar
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| (If you give me one more chance)
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| Then my soul you’ll get
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| Cause I can’t handle it
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| Revenge I need the shit
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| I wanna live on like I’m Spawn, raisin' hell and fits
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| Grant me what I need
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| Brought back to make them bleed
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| I want them all gone but I’m gone and God won’t let me leave
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| So listen up, I’m asking you to give me
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| One more chance like them girls be begging Biggie
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| Cause I got to dance with these niggas who tried to kill me
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| If God don’t feel me, then Satan I know you hear me
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| Revenge (get it, get it)
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| Revenge (get it, get it)
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| Revenge (get it, get it)
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| Revenge, revenge, revenge
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| Revenge (get it, get it)
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| Revenge (get it, get it)
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| Revenge (get it, get it)
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| Revenge, revenge, revenge
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| Revenge (get it, get it)
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| Revenge (get it, get it)
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| Revenge (get it, get it)
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| I have it from the highest authority
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| That that Negro sold his soul to the devil!
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| Oh!
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| W-W-Wait a minute now folks, it’s true!
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| It’s true!
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| Wait a minute folks no
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| Is you is or is you ain’t my constituency? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Give , by - MF Grimm. Song from the album American Hunger, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп