| Mickey, Factz
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| Third Entry: Mayhem
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| These Are My Thoughts, Things That, I See The World, As
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| And Having A Reflective Mind Off Of It, You Know
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| I Kinda Want yall to like, Listen To The Lyrics
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| And open Your Mind a Little Bit towards it, ya know
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| Black apple… Biiitch!
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| We Got Tall Buildings And Shorter Answers
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| Wide Freeways, Slimmer Changes
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| We Spend More, Just To Have Less
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| And Ball Out Of Control, Sometimes In Excess
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| Then We Earn Degrees To Have Less Sense
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| Working Like A King and Can’t Find A Princess
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| Cop Big Houses, For Small Families
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| Go For Plan A but Settled With Plan B’s
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| So Knowledgeable, with No Judgment
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| Wanna Be Famous, And Yet Hide From The Public
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| So Many Experts For more Problems
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| More Stress, More Death, More Flowers
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| Life Is Short, Damn We Need More Hours
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| Lost towers, gained love, raw power
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| Tons of Medicine, but less Healing
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| Gimmicks In Abundance, less feeling
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| My Mama Always Told Me Never Stress Millions
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| It’s Hard When You Broke and you Dream, Miss Williams
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| Then we say we Drink Too Much And Smoke Crazy
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| DZA ain’t smoke and I’d Say he Smokes Crazy
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| Laugh Too Little And Drive Too Fast
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| And Drink While I Do It Praying I Won’t Crash
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| You See These Haters In This World Praying I Won’t Last
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| Reciting All My Songs Playing My whole Tracks
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| Stay Up and Late Wake Up Tired
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| Complain About Faith, But Wanna Escape Fire
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| Cut Off The TE, And Then I Read A Book
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| I Never Knew Words entertained, Cause I Never looked
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| I Get Angry Quick, But I’m Mad Cool
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| I multiplied Possessions, But lost Values
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| I’m Still Scared Of The lecture That God’s Got For Me
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| My Future’s Ready, Afraid Of God’s Prophecies
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| I Used To Like Kirk Franklin and God’s Property
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| Until I Heard How He Was profiting off God’s property
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| I Tried Not To Hate, Continue Showing Love
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| And Keep On Showing Love When No One Does
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| We Make A Living But Not Living Life
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| It Feel Right I’m Living But Not Living Right
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| We Set Foot On The Moon, allegedly
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| But I Have Troubles Talking To Neighbors I Never See
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| I Always Think About All The Things I Could Be
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| And how I’d Still Be Mickey Factz if I Could Dream
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| I Want The Joy That a rose petal brings
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| I Just Want Better Things…
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| Factz
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| Light, life, bright, yeah, Guggenheim
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| The Achievement!
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| Nothing but love mayne, 5 minus 4 |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Enough, artist - Mickey Factz. Album song Rare Freestyles & Unearthed Works Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп