| After all, these years
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| I core finally came through
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| Now I got it, what? |
| The power
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| It’s like kinetic
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| I just sit back and let it
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| Flower up
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| And bouquet for all those dead
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| Sick in the head mother
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| Ow yeah, touche
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| Un garde, here you are
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| It’s a lyrical scar for you
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| It’s like a lick on tattoo
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| It’s gas cause your raps pass initiation
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| Don’t front
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| Whichever which way you facing
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| I see you, it fits you, like a brand new
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| Mitsu-bishi, like you’re assorted
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| Mixed up, wishy washy, whoopsy daisy
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| Topsy turvy, I got your goggles glossy
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| to rhyme will make you say, «Oh shit, I lose it.»
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| That’s how I does my music
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| No wack rhymes make it through
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| I got a fresh phrase filter
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| So check out what I’m gonna do for you, my man
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| If you wanna be an MC, crazy nice with no flaws
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| Three payments of $ 19.99 it could be yours
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| C’mon you can’t beat it, them is crackhead prices
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| With Complex inflation faced with the crisis
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| See I could be a creature of whim
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| But for some strange reason I just don’t sound like them
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| I’m so nice I get mad
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| It’s a crucial situation when you pen me with the pad
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| Hold up, freeze
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| See these are not your ordinary three MC’s
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| You catch a brain freeze
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| Hold your main squeeze
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| This is not a tease
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| Please, believe, these are not your ordinary three MC’s
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| These are not your ordinary three MC’s
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| This is not a tease
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| Hold your main squeeze
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| You catch a brain freeze
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| See these are not your ordinary three MC’s
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| Can’t recall toward the misty morn'
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| In the midst of calm, atmosphere quite warm
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| Glistening from steam
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| Perceive active energy from radio beams
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| Now sense is unusually keen
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| All seem norm as I peep the scene
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| Initiated exercises in breathing
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| To keep spiritually clean
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| Pass through the realm of well
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| Sad settled nestled in the crater of supreme
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| Clearance of interference is an e-fficient machine
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| The league
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| Are sailing in this monopoly partially cause I never copy
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| Who want this hot property?
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| Can only, cop it from me
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| Dead silly fantasies and outdated dreams
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| Must make immediate goals succeed
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| Believe it constantly need achievement
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| My core comes frequent
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| Master of redefining my meaning
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| Mistress of mysterious sequence
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| The mortal plane is my residence
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| But we got to overcome it
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| Multiply in size, instantly rise and hover above it
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| Some got game, some got lyrics to back they name
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| Some got fame, some got cash, it’s all the same
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| Some got locked, some got they spot taken over
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| Some got blacked out, lights out, party over
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| Some got a job, some got to hustle and steal and rob
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| Some rocks they real hair, fingernails and eyes
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| Who got something to say? |
| Step up and speak your mind
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| Cause I’ma speak mine, blow the spot one time
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| Throw your palms up, reach for the sky
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| Clutch a cloud, bring it down
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| Throw in your swerve kid, work your ground
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| Ferris Wheel style, still holding it down
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| Nothing changed but nickles and dimes I bust mine
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| We blend, come taste it laced like daiquiri’s
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| Actually, we raise the stakes constantly
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| You gambling, when you mic handling against we
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| Three the hard way, get diced by wordplay |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Not Your Ordinary - Rhythm Revolution , by - Polyrhythm Addicts. Song from the album Rhyme Related, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп