| No chain, tattoos where you can’t see
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| I’m the one, I’m the man that you can’t be
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| Decade and plus in the game, I got a name
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| While a lot of these commercial ass rappers should be ashamed
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| Sold your soul for that 15 minutes
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| You was in, you was on, you was hot, now you finished
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| I represent the real hip-hop
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| For my homies that still sell pills and load Glocks
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| I told them young dudes clean your money up
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| There’s a recession and it’s the perfect time for comin up!
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| You can listen to these rappers if you’re dumb enough
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| Or smile, get money, have fun, be one of us
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| Why you acting tough for?
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| Wouldn’t throw a cream-puff in a cupcake war
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| It’s not real, it’s all what you make it
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| All you got is your word and you’re fucked once you break it
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| Life is a myth and time is an illusion
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| I’m a light shining through the confusion
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| We sell frequencies designed as music
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| All I do is kick rhymes, have fun, and do cool shit
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| If it wasn’t for this hip-hop ish, I’d probably lose it
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| The real thinker: don’t confuse me with Confucius
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| Cut on your blinker, get it right, I’m the prototype
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| I spit like I mix chemicals in beakers
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| Way before I heard my words thumping out a speaker
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| I knew I was too cool to play follow the leader
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| Everything I do goes over the head of overachievers
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| We can discuss this over lunch, it’s over when I dump my thesis
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| Fuckin' punks, bunch of bitches: y’all should wear pumps
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| Square up, run to Orange County for a «fair» one
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| I’m out your frequency, don’t speak to me
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| Reason be I’m like a deity, I’m the elite
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| MURS: bow our heads, bon apetit
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| Let’s turn Paid Dues into Coachella and have a feast!
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| This rap game is full of lames driving themselves insane
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| Looking for a lane, mayne
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| Soul
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| This is grown-man talk
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| Head up high with pride is how I walk. |
| Take notes from the source
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| It’s? |
| analog and the 2-inch?
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| You had to show and prove the skill to cop you a deal
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| Co-signs was void, shortcuts didn’t exist
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| You had to go hard in the paint to score
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| Testing time to separate the weak from those
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| Who had abilities to transcend beats in other words, yo
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| You had rappers, and then you had emcees
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| ? |
| Melly Mel G Rap and O. C
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| Busy B, Starsky, Old Varsity
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| Sideways talk nowadays: larceny
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| Fast forward, present time, now it’s something called 360 deal
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| Idiots ask where do I sign?
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| Bend over! |
| Face down, gettin dick from behind
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| I’m shaking my head thinking you out your cotton-picking mind! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Life & Time , by - Murs. Song from the album Love & Rockets, Vol. 1: The Transformation, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп