| Living the dream that I’m fighting for
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| Struggle to get what I’m looking for
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| Can you hear me I am calling lord
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| I’m a gladiator, gladi, gladiator
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| I just woke up on the right side of the bed
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| No alarms for sleeping on me
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| Never been the one to follow a few trends for some homies
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| If one day you just happen to slip up and hear my story
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| You would understand, I ain’t got much time for partial knowing
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| Time waits for no man, so dab me when you see me
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| Cause adolescents bout that money and no hand outs for the needy
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| Misquoted, he’s so misquoted
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| He’s starting to get a chip on his shoulder and it’s showing
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| Somebody call oprah, matter fact call conan
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| Cause once you hear this news you’d be lucky if you know em
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| And if you knew them, then you knew em
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| Then you so last season
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| And when he gets a grammy, just be happy to be that reason
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| Warning shots for the renegades
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| This is like a double shot of jack with no fucking chase
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| Take a picture at my show no need for double takes
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| Been waiting my whole life lation here no complaints
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| They like «what's a rapper that got no chains?»
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| I’m like I guess I’ll pray for some on Sunday but
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| When the moment strike, I’mma cop a few links
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| For now I’ll focus on my daughter’s education dreams
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| So you can put that in your plug and your top 5
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| What’s a top 5 list if your album dies
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| What’s a top 5 if you can’t eat at night
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| Now what’s a list of 5, if 6 digits ain’t multiply
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| Yeah, I’m getting greedy nigga
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| Matter fact all these new women are the new agenda
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| Damn, what you wish you could be me nigga
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| You got a better chance of getting sun tans in the coldest winter
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| Man, they see I’m humble bout the fans
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| Cause they seen what you gunnin and they made it a brand
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| Sold out venues and I never sold out
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| And I did it with no deal, coming from my mama’s couch
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| Can you see it, can you see it, are you too far side
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| Well let me toss this dice so you could see good timing
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| Jr, tug of war, who you signing
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| And then we’ll go cop a few cribs at tour guiding
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| Out rhyming, just the same privates
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| Haters watch my every word, hooked on phonix
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| I’m not blessed, pour 80 is stoppin
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| My name is pries, do that church man, that’s a profit
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| Hallelujah, hallelujah, man change hands
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| That he moves out of silence
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| Messiah, for your friendly fire
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| How much power does it take to get higher
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| Cause we tired of these 9 to 5 drinks
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| Benny holler taze on a dollar menu meat
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| It’s ironic, all those girls out my league
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| Now I cry before I take my first swing
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| And I never pay for a view or a blog spot
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| Yeah you going spot, I’m going dempsey
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| Drug money, b money, no need for a props
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| Broke nappy have a kid now, all I see is knots
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| Excuse if I end up loosing you
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| Nothing stays the same, only thing constant is the change
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| And lamey parents saying that I’m the one to blame
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| Cause they kids are dream chasing
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| And they mad cause they can’t
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| Or they mad cause they late, and they settle with the fact
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| Of a minimum wage
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| I rap cause I got to, not just to look cool
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| Not just for a few thousand views on youtube
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| I’m like judge what you want, let your thoughts reconsee
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| You anticipating my presence like christmas eve
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| I’am be anything I wanna be
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| Colfax to fairfax, yeah I dream but don’t sleep
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| That’s pries
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| Ah, all I see is green lights, can’t quit, won’t stop
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| Till I get my money right
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| Ah, all I see is green lights, can’t quit, won’t stop
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| Till I get my money right |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Colfax , by - Pries. Song from the album Cold Rose, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп