| You can catch me
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| On the wave no jet ski
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| Ice cold no Gretzky
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| I don’t got time to figure out how I feel, for real
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| I don’t got a mind to figure out the fake and the real, at all
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| I don’t got dollars to deepen my pockets
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| Still got dimes, they nipping at the back of my heels
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| 'Cause I look good (Look good)
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| I dress good (Look good, dress good)
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| Smoke good (Smoke good)
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| I stress a lot (Stress a lot)
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| Who do I run to?
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| The papers in frontal the pain that is subdue
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| They can’t see me undo
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| They can’t see me undone, I’m too lit right now
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| I’m big on the internet, pretend I ain’t into that (Let me hear that)
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| Love provides the fruits that don’t live too far from the tree
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| A peace of mind for her, the other half I can’t be
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| Why should I give a fuck about feelings? |
| (Feelings)
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| My heart’s getting cold (Iceberg, ice cold)
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| A piece of me to you is getting
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| Harder
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| It’s been in my experience that whenever you show yourself
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| For real, for real, you know
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| Motherfuckers like to take advantage, standing there naked you panic
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| When vantage points don’t get expanded
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| They offer you anecdotes based on the man that you were
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| More than the man that you plan to be
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| I go right back to the cannabis
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| It’s harder to change the intangibles
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| But I know I didn’t get this way randomly
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| Handing me cards that were played in advance
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| So while I poke her face, she stare grinning handsomely
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| Six hands ahead of me, had to be
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| Clean up my school, and janitor habits he gladly see
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| But there’s just some things that I never speak
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| There’s just some things that
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| You can catch me (But you can’t catch me that’s the thing)
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| On the wave no jet ski
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| Ice cold no Gretzky
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| I don’t got time to figure out how I feel, for real
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| I don’t got a mind to figure out the fake and the real, at all
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| I don’t got dollars to deepen my pockets
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| Still got dimes, they nipping at the back of my heels
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| Cause I look good (Look good)
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| I dress good (Look good, dress good)
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| Smoke good (Smoke good)
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| I stress a lot (Stress a lot)
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| Who do I run to?
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| The papers in frontal the pain that is subdue
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| They can’t see me undo
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| They can’t see me undone
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| I’m too lit right now
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| I’m big on the internet
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| I’m big on the internet |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stress Fracture , by - Mick Jenkins. Song from the album Pieces of a Man, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп