| Live long and prosper, Star Trek
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| I’m a star and I ain’t been parred yet
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| Try par and see how far you get
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| I’ll be at your neck in just a sec
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| I’ll be at your neck it’s not a threat
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| I don’t pet, I get me some respect
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| On the net lookin' out for a buy to let
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| Big yard in a country where I slept
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| I mean where I sleep
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| Got a pretty peng ting in my own suite
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| She’s so sweet and I’m on heat
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| I try keep it neat and be discreet
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| Big feet and it’s making it hard to creep
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| And I’m in too deep it’s hard to cheat
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| Got spars from the street, but we hardly speak
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| Still I hardly weep, I won’t accept defeat, I’m hard to beat
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| I pattern up the beat, it’s got an easy vibe, I want an easy ride
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| As long as I can provide for the fam, I’m live
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| And I reside where the hell I decide
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| I’ve decided I’m the biggest baddest thing alive
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| Number Johnny 5, the prototype
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| I’m photogenic even in the night, with a lack of light
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| You see me shining
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| I ain’t outta sight, I ain’t got a hyping
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| And you ain’t gotta like it
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| I’m so excited, I ain’t gotta fight it, second sight
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| I might be a psychic, second-sight, I might reignite it
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| Get what you deserve, you invite it
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| Swerving through the dirt, clocking mileage
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| Looking stylish, I ain’t got a stylist
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| And my vibe is violent
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| Likkle man be silent
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| You’re a fly in the eyes of a giant
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| I been flying high so long, I’m tired
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| I ain’t tired enough to retire
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| But I’m tired of preaching to the choir
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| I got what you require
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| You deny you’re a liar, liar
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| Set fire to your attire
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| I supply, you’re a buyer, prior
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| I was the guy on the flyer
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| I ain’t letting it fly, you’re a trier
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| Try test me and I’ll get the UMP, yeah I’m the umpire
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| Caution when you inquire
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| Right or wrong, I fight for what I desire
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| Call me Rascal or call me Sire
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| Why? |
| ‘Cause I rule the Shire
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| And I’m
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| Blessed
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| Work rest and invest
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| Got it sussed I don’t guess
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| Spoke to God and he told me that I’m
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| Blessed
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| Be a boss and be the best
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| Better say it with your chest
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| I don’t stress I just finesse and yes I’m
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| Blessed
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| Work rest and invest
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| Got it sussed I don’t guess
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| Spoke to God and he told me that I’m
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| Blessed
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| Be a boss and be the best
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| Better say it with your chest
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| I don’t stress I just finesse and yes I’m
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| Blessin' blockin' up the road
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| See 'em droppin' like it’s snow, mm hmm
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| Erratic chillin' at my home
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| It was rainy on the roads, mm hmm
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| Indecisive with your flow
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| Will I skip or will I won’t, mm hmm
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| You will or won’t I bet you choke
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| You ain’t blessed you on the ropes (wait, wait)
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| Niggas knowing that I will
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| Overcompensate with thrilI, I just kill 'em prolifically
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| Too many mandem are moving fernickety
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| Rickety with it they dissin' my trickery
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| Intricate lyrics on top of the imagery
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| Me and my money are working in synergy
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| Cinematography all in my video
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| Look at the influence look at the mini-me's
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| Oi look at them bark up
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| Man saw the pussy when the pussy just park up
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| Manna got the matic in the attic he a hard nut
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| Calibrate the badness now a brudda feelin' charged up
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| Been around the world and never seen a brudda start up
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| Seen a brudda panic from the jabbin' to the
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| Heart, gut, chest, leg, back
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| Sitting where he sat I bet he wish he had armour
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| But, but you know that’s irrelevant
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| I’m lookin' at a nigga like he suffering impediments
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| A brudda couldn’t figure out how da Wizzy do it elegant
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| A brudda with da vigour tryna cover unintelligence
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| A man there with a matic kinda looking like he tepid
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| 'Cause a brother caught him slippin' send him to the paramedic
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| And a brudda with the heart and soul of an elephant
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| Quiet and calm made more than the rest of 'em
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| Made more than dem man
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| Dem man run man down with ten man
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| Dat man done man ducked out lapped man
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| Now man’s balling more than Henman
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| And they don’t pay rent fam
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| Dat man got more cribs than dem man
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| Dem man ask man now for a ten pound
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| But it ain’t that when dem man beg man
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| What you know about that fam
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| Man left the pack by the gaff in the trash can
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| Man couldn’t have a backpack full of that when I’m
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| Whippin' a car worth more than a man’s flat
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| Ay, but you know a man met man, came with the dead flow, dead hook, dead pan
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| Stare man down like dude you a dead man if you try spit
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| Those at the event fam
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| You are not
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| Blessed
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| Work rest and invest
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| Got it sussed I don’t guess
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| Spoke to God and he told me that I’m
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| Blessed
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| Be a boss and be the best
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| Better say it with your chest
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| I don’t stress I just finesse and yes I’m
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| Blessed
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| Work rest and invest
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| Got it sussed I don’t guess
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| Spoke to God and he told me that I’m
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| Blessed
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| Be a boss and be the best
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| Better say it with your chest
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| I don’t stress I just finesse and yes I’m |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song BLESSED , by - Ocean Wisdom. Song from the album Big Talk Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп