| Come and hit the town tonight
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| Drink until we get blacked the hell out
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| Do not give me that «yeah man»
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| Then turn your phone off and back the hell out
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| I know that shit go to
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| Don’t pretend to know what I go through
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| I don’t owe you no damn ransom
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| Antisocial, this the anthem
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| Anti phone calls, anti-mobile
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| Anti talkin' to you, anti vocals
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| Find me in the hometown, damn I’m local
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| I be at my best when I’m antisocial
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| Anti
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| This the fucking anti
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| Listen to the anti
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| Put your fucking hands high
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| Anti
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| This the fucking anti
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| Listen to the anti
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| Rockin' with the antisocial
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| No photo shit
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| Kick it at my dojo
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| I be on my solo-dolo brodie, hop up off my pogo-stick
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| Let me catch a vibe
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| Think I caught the vibe
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| 'Til I’m dead and buried there no other boy the best alive
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| Grindin' like a skater kid
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| By my own, I hate the biz
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| Only chicks I know now either stewardess or waitresses
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| Bury all my problems in the pen and pad
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| They buy the funny talk and money talk but I ain’t selling that
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| I’m the real and not the real they say they make fake shit sound like grey shit
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| Or take 'em from the wait-list to the A-list
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| Man I rather be a bum then do what they had to do to get famous
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| Nah!
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| Keep it close to the vest
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| You ain’t around me, you ain’t close to the best
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| Girls out here with 21 questions, oh no, we close to the press
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| Anti phone calls, anti-mobile
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| Anti talkin' to you, anti vocals
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| Find me in the hometown, damn I’m local
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| I be at my best when I’m antisocial
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| Anti
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| This the fucking anti
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| Listen to the anti
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| Put your fucking hands high
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| Anti
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| This the fucking anti
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| Listen to the anti
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| Rockin' with the antisocial
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| I don’t need nobody I’ll be fine
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| Even back in Elementary I colored outside of the lines
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| Feel my energy a mile outside my mind
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| I always keep it century the kid one of a kind
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| Ain’t got time
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| For no game playin'
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| No politicin'
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| No name sayin'
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| No fallin' off or maintainin'
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| Remote control and I’m game changin'
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| Won’t print my name, I’m spray paintin'
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| I’m vandalisin' this year I’ve been in the zone
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| Throwin' rocks at the thrown
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| I’m the Anti
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| Do it like you don’t pass blunts get your hands high
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| Anti phone calls, anti-mobile
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| Anti talkin' to you, anti vocals
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| Find me in the hometown, damn I’m local
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| I be at my best when I’m antisocial
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| Anti
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| This the fucking anti
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| Listen to the anti
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| Put your fucking hands high
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| Anti
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| This the fucking anti
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| Listen to the anti
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| Rockin' with the antisocial |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Antisocial , by - Packy. Song from the album Mad Lifey, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп