| This is that fly shit
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| Ladies and Gentlemen
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| Durag Dynasty
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| Champion belt holders, dolo did it
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| Without a hand out I’d still remain Polo printed
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| Speakin' of the golden era, God, you know we was part of that
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| My old flicks is like Abyssinian artifacts
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| A bunch of warnings we gave you but yet and still
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| You ride with 85ers and actin' like you’re out of your mind
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| That’s a Uncle Thomas behavior and furthermore my niggas ain’t rollin'
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| So if you see us then y’all niggas should slide
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| I roll wit' maniacs, brainiacs, mainly wit' gats
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| Ayo Daddy-O, tell Shallah to meet me in Iraq
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| I part raw back, they got Gucci dashikis and all that
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| Right now I’m in the Philippines drunk rockin' a straw hat
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| Be back to the block soon, top noon
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| Runnin' wit' top goons, that’s the type of shit that I’m talkin' 'bout
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| The tour is coming soon, for now we in the streets
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| Eating off land, prepare to go to war with a platoon, nigga
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| Little brother what’s the science? |
| You could
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| Come to the yard, I got you, we hood
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| Do whatever, light up the woods
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| We major fly niggas, garments is nothin'
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| Press a button, watch me light somethin'
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| I’m holdin' you back like you good
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| Grill cheese, egg, sixes waitin' for the sevens, you heard
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| Word to my mother, this is legend, a star home made barber
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| Touch the top, leave the edges shredded
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| Then it’s laid out, fresh blow 'caine rhymes is ready
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| Know you glow, try to stay on point like swords
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| Don’t ever underestimate the competition, this is important
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| I’m your brother, do it my way, the don way
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| Yves Saint-Laurent way, gimme your palm
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| The fire warm, Rae
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| Ayo Cotton Club, coco leaf
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| Age of the scared criminal
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| I’m never where the po-po creep
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| On the low plottin' the jux
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| The big shit only though
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| The homies know, they analyze
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| Watchin' me cook
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| This is my playhouse
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| Create a feature talent that’s top rated
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| My shit bang in your head like gettin' your crop braided
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| Yeah like seven in a solid square
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| To only hustle we solemnly swear
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| With no apologies |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Apologies, artist - Planet Asia. Album song Black Belt Theatre, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп