| Zigga-zigga-zigga-zigga
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| Zigga-zigga…
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| House the groove like shoes
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| Coldwell Banker or Shaq way back in LSU
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| We Jungle Brothers, so Justus with the fuzz
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| Hit 'em with the buzz for the close-up
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| Get 'em up, throw somethin in it, post-up
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| New bread, new heat, nigga toast up
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| No such thing as 'Te without bars
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| That’s like Pixar with no Cars
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| Or seein a dark-skinned DeBarge, Helter Skelter
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| I’m suited for the game, y’all dressed for failure
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| Hell…
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| I don’t know else to tell ya!
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| No sell like you peddilin shellfish
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| Selfish, so spolied and rot
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| Got money, I work hard for it
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| Far as pipin, it kinda take the pressure off a bit (Let 'em know)
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| I don’t have to move digits, Losing My Religion
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| I don’t have to do Twitter, consume and spew the iddish
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| But there’s somethin in 'em, thaat says, «Go and get 'em»
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| Center 'em, show 'em you «The Sender»
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| This is 308 style, 9th Wonder with the ow!
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| Peace to Kappa Lou, DeJeanne, Leroy McDowell
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| Blaow! |
| North Hall was the centerpiece
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| Young bucks, baby killer bees
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| Before the days of the Twitter feed, we keep the beats bangin
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| Still swangin like Rebbie Jackson sangin 'bout a «Centipede»
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| One room studio, no amenities
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| Let me take ten to breathe
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| Benny Dee’s, mami ven aqui
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| Confortable visionary livin to extremes
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| Daddy Fat Sax, take two of these
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| James Flames, Median a.k.a. Mooey
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| Two players in the same movie
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| Best buds in the same doobie
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| Ain’t come for glory, show love to the ones before me
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| It’s like the truth is overrated
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| You know the narrator’s a fuckin liar, but you still love the story
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| Describe anointing, what do you believe?
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| Faith is what we made it, the step is for the takin
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| Destined for the takers
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| The movers and the shakers
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| Time is now, turn around, face it
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| The Earth spun around, the world dimmed out
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| Try to blame it on the sun like it went down
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| Where they reside, my heroes will forever live now
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| Horoscope was dead-on, couldn’t live it down
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| There’s no inventive incentive, we just deliver now
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| Bring the women out, what you spittin 'bout?
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| One thing’s certainly I burn third degree
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| Somebody let 'em know we live eternally…
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| … Like that y’all
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| Get at y’all, harass the track like a catcall
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| Tigallo a/k/a Hacksaw, Jim Thuggin
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| Flow so vivid, so fitted, nigga hats off
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| When you get a minute, pass the ball
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| Where the pitch? |
| Way past the wall
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| Fantastic family, they be like, «That's the jam»
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| Link up, smash the fans
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| Thinkin of a master plan
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| All good like a cash advance
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| All bad like payin back a G when you only borrowed half a grand
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| Too interesting, heads up nigga
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| Get a leg up, probablyy still wouldn’t stand a chance
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| This is fate, no happenstance
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| Say my mellow my man (Waddup?) My mellow my man (Waddup!)
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| Median, grab the mic and add on like an ampersand
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| Life’s a beach with ample sand, I’m at ease
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| I’m a travelling man, get a vista, a visa
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| Of you in a feature, what a fabulous glance
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| Scrambled a land, arrogant plan
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| Straight changin the face, makin a case but takin impatience
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| Faith is what we made it, the step is for the takin
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| Destined for the takers (the movers and the shakers)
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| … My mans and 'nem
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| Nicolay, uh, that’s my mans and 'nem
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| My nigga Zo!, uh, that’s my mans and 'nem
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| And 9th Wonder, yo, that’s my mans and 'nem
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| Median
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| Yo, that’s my mans and 'nem
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| Young Khrysis, yo, that’s my mans and 'nem
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| Kooley High, that’s my mans and 'nem
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| Phonte
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| Hey, that’s my mans and 'nem
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| Big K.R.I.T., yeah, that’s my mans and 'nem
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| And Lil B, you know that’s my mans and 'nem
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| DJ Premier, yeah that’s my mans and 'nem
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| And King Mez, that’s my mans and 'nem
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| «The thing about relationships, that all men
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| Need to realize, cause I’ve had the problem, too
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| Of feeling guilty about this
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| The reality is men, we are always gonna wanna fuck other women
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| And a lotta times when you find a woman that is the woman of your dreams
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| And you love her and she’s, she’s all you EVER wanted in a woman
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| You’re afraid to go forward with committing to her, and marrying her
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| Cause you really feel BAD about wanting to smash other women
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| It don’t mean anything’s wrong with your girl
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| She’s still your great, find. |
| But nigga, you ALWAYS gon' wanna smash somebody
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| else.» |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eternally, artist - Phonte. Album song Charity Starts At Home, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп