| Now I’m off, I was on a leash
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| Bet I ain’t stepping out the house less I capiche
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| Talk slick bout me grease get knocked clean out your teeth
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| We trained to fly through any weather and season
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| Now what your hearing just as trill as it gets
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| Follow me to my lair and hit this elixir
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| I could drop a hit and get you ticked off the list
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| Swear I been going so hard lord god
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| Tell me why they wanna hate on me
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| I don’t know, I don’t know I could fly
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| But they rather see me fall see me fall like leaves
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| (ok well), So the plot thickens
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| It’s getting hotter than the dickens in here
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| You know my eyes wide shut
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| Not a crack in them bitches but boy I bet I still paint that bitch a picture so
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| vivid
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| I just, I just wanna be far, far away from here
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| Running, at the pace of my heart you know the race never ends…
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| It’s nobody as ill as I’m
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| Can’t speak of feeling fear, (I can’t)
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| I think you beat get caught up with the program
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| You know immortal man fears no man
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| It’s clear to see they got you trapped in a trance, aight
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| Let me go scratch up all the herd I can grab (Lord), we need a miracle lets go
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| to Damascus
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| I drape my genie in bohemian fashion
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| Crack off a shot wake em up clear cross the atlas
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| (We got), lights cameras action no actors
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| You know crossing me is hustling backwards
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| May we reign til is ash to ashes
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| I been so humble been so thorough and so articulate
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| I been spewing this miracle shit over instrumentals, I been
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| Killing my shit man it’s homicide when I spit it, I can, scorch skin like in
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| the chronicles of riddick
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| You can’t, lie I’m terrific been on my shit so they call themselves tryna know
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| me off my pivot but they wasn’t ready
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| Now if we playing one on one kick you some game like a legend
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| I’m Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant just can’t defend it
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| Ok we all broke off the gate they was faster
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| I can’t believe it OMG that’s tragic
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| I’m, booking like Forrest on that morning his legs healed
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| I, flicked on my turbo switch gotta pick up and catch them
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| Finna pass em one by one til I hit the last one
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| Jays hit the final stretch I’m already cramping
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| I’m liable to die right here on this track
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| (Fuck it), long as I’m living gotta make the shot happen
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| Just caught my second wind, (gasp), passed him
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| Forgot the cameras caught this flashback to practice
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| Ain’t skip a beat fuck a sprint I’m doing backflips
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| Done popped the ribbon before I knew what happened
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| Onlookers look on as if they’ve witnessed magic
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| Trophy looking so clean, she shiny so fancy
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| Cast out a shimmer same color as magnums
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| It’s fuck the world is you with us or pregnant
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| Buckle black leather pants like he’s Marilyn Manson
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| Ski trip in some Helly Hansen, that’s Liz Lohan
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| Axel Arigato fresh from Japan
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| That’s a ticket with a hint to romancing
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| I told her I want you but are you with the plan
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| She gets it, gets it, gets it with no Uncle Sam |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Off the Leash, artist - Nevelle Viracocha. Album song Eff/Pee/Ohh, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп