| From the gate what you know about rapping motherfucker
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| You can’t even hold the microphone without it feedbacking
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| Since the days of speed rapping I’ve been snapping cats spinal bones
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| (em)barras them in front of women take their little titles home
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| Bear in mind I come from an era in time
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| Where you actually had to have lyrics that rhyme
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| Let my baritone grind your insides, paralyse your cerebellum
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| Throw with your reality out of a nine mit?
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| Flip shit, on some pimp shit, on some rock shit
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| Some rap rock testosterone rip shit
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| Look inside every magazine you read about me Got an excerpt, your sissy ass crew’s afraid to say the fucking f-word
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| Tired of playing games, I don’t know the password
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| How’s about this open up the damn cash drawer
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| Throw the keys on the dashboard
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| Let the real players play this shit
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| Yah can fucking wretch up?
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| Pack up get started walking
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| Fall back now on your losses
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| You can’t accomplish
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| But you won’t defeat no contest baby
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| Forfeit don’t rock the call pit???
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| Chalk this up as a conquest
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| Some things is sacred
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| I don’t play with my stage or my audience
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| Smooth talking charismatic ass ill
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| Talk you lady outta bra
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| Honda hatchback hand held y’all starved
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| And I’m dangling a shrimp by the fan tail
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| Whole audience about to fall over the handrail
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| I can’t tell is that rapping?
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| Dude sound like a fucking parrot just crash landed
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| Man this shit is ass backwards these days real crazy
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| I can count on one hand cats that’s truly creative
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| And the rest is all get along go along guys
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| Happy not to get involved just along for the ride
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| No vision, no drive, spirit or wherewithal
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| You can get mad and stay mad at that I don’t care at all
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| Huge parafoils keep em cool under a parasol
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| Paragon of my era like sarah born?
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| How many different kinda tracks have y’all heard me on Exactly and I served them all
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| I spent ten years in these god forsaken rap trenches
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| With small daily victories this shits a game of inches
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| I sustained minor injuries scuffles with the missus
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| For the chance to make history I don’t regret it for a minute
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| Seeing cats drop a small fortune on plush ride blau?
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| Couple years later fools is upside down
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| Tell me what the fuck did you get in this game for
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| It’s like a whole world of squirrels only one acorn
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| I don’t usually like to take it back
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| But realistically if this was a different era
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| Y’all would fail miserably
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| Ghetto team I’m going in, take me down fifty feet
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| I never let this industry put me in the guillotine
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| Rapelle down the skyscraper kicking in the plexiglass
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| Plastique on the safe boom blown to Leningrad
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| Stuff the cash and the formula in the fifty bag
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| Slide down the rope, twenty stories hail a taxi cab |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pack Up, artist - Mistah F.A.B.. Album song Overnite Encore: Lyrics Born Live, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп