| When I see your light, I light
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| I wanna here you laugh
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| I’ve been on this path a while
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| When I do what’s right, I’m right, god gave me that
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| So I’m grateful, I wanna thank you
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| My reflection, imma stay full
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| I wanna treat my brother like a brother
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| Even when he shows his vice
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| Motherfucka be nice
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| Play nice, that’s nice, we nice
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| Motherfucka be nice
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| Play nice, that’s nice, we nice
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| (Murs) You ever smile at motherfucka
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| And they don’t smile back and you like
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| ‘Who the fucka-'
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| What’s wrong with you?
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| I took a deep breathe and wrote this song for you
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| I know you’re going through your struggle, scared to let anyone up inside your
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| bubble
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| I buried a parent, I buried a kid, so when I say this, I’m speaking from
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| experience
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| Whatever it is, it’s never that serious to have you walkin' around with your
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| face all furious
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| You woke up today, and for a million motherfucka it went the other way
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| Everyday is a chance to be reborn, there’s still Taco Bell and there’s free porn
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| There’s always something you can smile about, whatchu lookin' for a reason to
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| start wildin' out?
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| I’m really sorry that you had a bad day, lookin' like someome used your mouth
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| as an ashtray
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| Cheer up Charlie, you Negative Nelly, I hope someone paint a rainbow on your
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| belly, be nice
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| Motherfucka be nice
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| Play nice, that’s nice, we nice
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| Motherfucka be nice
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| Play nice, that’s nice, we nice
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| (Murs) When I see you smile, I smile
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| When I see your light, I light
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| I wanna here you laugh
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| I been on this path a while
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| When I do what’s right, I’m right, god gave me that
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| So I’m grateful, I wanna thank you
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| My reflection, and imma stay full
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| I wanna treat my brother like a brother
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| Even when he shows his vice
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| Motherfucka be nice
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| (The Grouch) I had a bucket full of lemons had to paint ‘em gold
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| You learn your lessons on the daily when you gettin' grown
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| Yellin' ‘Fuck it', but my mother raised me to care, Oakland Cali yeah we gotta
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| lot of pride there
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| Lotta love, lotta funk, lotta soul inside I wanna share what I got cause it’s
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| cold at night
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| When he hungry and he homeless, it don’t feel fair. |
| Come back 20 years and he
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| still there
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| I gave a couple dollars, but I’m not rich, not in dollars homie though my
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| spirit is
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| So we shoot to shit, shit shot, hit the booth with this, hip hop
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| Thoughts clearer now, you my mirror now, where the depth at? |
| Trace my steps back
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| (Brad) Come on!
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| Yeah!
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| I can see you shinin'! |
| Whoo!
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| I can see the light! |
| Whoo!
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| I can see you glowin' on the inside
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| Yeah!
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| You can see mine
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| I shine, you shine, come on!
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| (The Grouch/Murs) When I see you smile, I smile
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| When I see your light, I light
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| I wanna here you laugh
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| I been on this path a while
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| When I do what’s right, I’m right, god gave me that
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| So I’m grateful, I wanna thank you
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| My reflection, imma stay full
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| I wanna treat my brother like a brother
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| Even when he shows his vice
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| Motherfucka be nice
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| Play nice, that’s nice, we nice
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| Motherfucka be nice
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| Play nice, that’s nice, we nice
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| (Brad) I shine, you shine, come on! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Be Nice , by - Murs. Song from the album Thees Handz, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп