| Yeah!
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| Lazerbeak!
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| P.O.S.
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| Doomtree!
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| Stand up!
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| Yeah!
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| Stand up!
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| Stand up!
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| You know, rappin' and shit
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| Okay
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| Lazerbeak
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| Yo, it’s funny when the movement makes the mainstream
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| But still don’t do shit but bruise a dream
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| Could use a new level of youth on scene
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| But the truth is the kids are losin' steam
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| They say it’s a shame to undermine it
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| But we’re talkin' about the most hated machine of all time
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| They’re playin' a game with most of our lives
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| But in November, who had the patience to stand in line?
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| It’s plain insane, they’d come to realize it
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| It’s big pain, stalk a flock a sheep
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| Talk’s cheap, when I shock you
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| Used to want to street fight like Blanka
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| Now I just pray I don’t lose my fuckin head like boss Tanaka
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| Rock a black bandana too tight
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| Black man with the posture of a punk cast aside ‘cause I ain’t white
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| I’m patriotic like a fox
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| I hung my flag high, but must’ve misunderstood when Beanie Sigel was like
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| «Hey, yo, light that shit the fuck up!»
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| I ain’t white, and there’s laws for that
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| So I use color-safe bleach at the laundromat
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| And deal with it, you see how my squad react
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| We keep our hands warm with the damn Patriot Act
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| We burn pages, matter a fact we burn back
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| It was written as an outright attack
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| See, you can’t fight a feeling. |
| I feel terrified
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| There’s a war against me, my friends, my fam, my pride
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| My life, my job, my likes and like-minded
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| Folks are like, «Psh» like they just don’t mind it
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| So I’m cool, right?
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| They wag the dog. |
| We catch the lipstick
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| What kind of city plumber thought that he could make these old and rusty pipes
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| fit?
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| Well, they don’t. |
| I’m catching the drip
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| I’ll practice holdin' my breath, then sink with the ship
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| It goes…
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| Hands up, if you’re broken but find a way to stand up
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| Give it up, if you’re hopin' to never give it up
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| Hands up, if you’re broken but find a way to stand up
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| Give it up, if you’re hopin' to never give it up (Doom)
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| Hands up, if you’re broken but find a way to stand up (Tree)
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| Give it up, if you’re hopin' to never give it up (Doom)
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| Hands up, if you’re broken but find a way to stand up (Tree)
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| Give it up, if you’re hopin' to never give it up (Doom)
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| Stand up, so we know who’s here, (Tree)
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| Who wants to open up the machine and rage against the gears?
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| Come on!
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| Hands up, if you’re broken but find a way to stand up
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| Give it up, if you’re hopin' to never give it up
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| Stand up, so we know who’s here,(Tree)
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| Who wants to open up the machine and rage against the gears?
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| Hands up, if you’re broken but find a way to stand up
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| Give it up, if you’re hopin' to never give it up
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| Stand up, so we know who’s here,(Tree)
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| Who wants to open up the machine and rage against the gears?
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| Come On!
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| Doom! |
| Tree!
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| Doom! |
| Tree!
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| Stand up!
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| Stand up!
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| Stand up!
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| Stand up!
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| Stand up! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stand Up (Let's Get Murdered) , by - P.O.S. Song from the album Audition, in the genre Иностранный рок