| What am I to do when all I really see is garbage?
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| They all narcissistic and harmless
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| Delusionally carsick
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| What I’m talking 'bout is all these rappers on the market
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| Claiming they got skill I beg your motherfuckin' pardon?
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| Make me wanna barge in some apartment and start arson
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| (Awesome)
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| Put a rapper body in a garden
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| Am I a Martian, we on the same planet?
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| I don’t see anybody fuckin' with me god dammit
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| Prof -- I been hot since Michael J. Fox could talk
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| I’m a genius and use my cock a lot
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| The last one who’s underrated who yet hasn’t made it
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| Anyway, mazel tov
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| I’m better than a midday fuck
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| Name a rapper man I think they suck
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| I’m gonna buy an old big grey truck
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| Watch, I’ll drive around the country with my fists taped up, yup!
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| Y’all a puddle of piss
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| Love it or not, at least I give a hundred percent
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| Is it 'cause I ain’t covered in tattoos?
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| Well sit back cupcake I got bad news
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| You can’t look me in the face!
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| Tell me you’re satisfied!
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| Look me in the face!
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| Are you satisfied?
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| You can’t look me in the face!
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| Tell me you’re satisfied!
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| You can’t look me in the face!
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| Are you satisfied?
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| When I listen to the radio it be like Comedy Central
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| I wanna be gentle, but I got to come and drop the bomb on these simples
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| Who honestly sent you the vomit, they promised on it
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| But it really gets sonically mental
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| I’ma be into placin' a big cannon at thee temple
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| Bang on 'em a lot of 'em never was hot to me
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| Shockingly popped awesomely profits be
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| Toppin' the charts, even got a Hot Topic Tee
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| Watch the G, pop pop give a colostomy (Damn)
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| I can’t kill 'em when they wack
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| But forreal the N9na's skill can kill 'em in a rap
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| The feelin' is through the ceilin' when I’m wheelin' through the trap
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| Dealin' music a million Tech the villain will adapt
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| But a lot of these motherfuckers are crap, crap
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| I think we should put together an app for the rappers
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| That don’t have a rhythm bone in they ass, a disaster
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| But’ll teach 'em to never thinkin' they swagger’s Alaska
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| When they bizzuti, wanna give 'em this Uzi
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| Mi scusi, did you say the way I’m speakin' is bougie?
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| That’s where you lose me, how pathetic can you be?
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| When sayin' these fools be better than me that’s a doozy!
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| Rap, everybody wanna try it
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| But the Tecca N9na flow you can’t deny it
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| Laughin' at a lotta rappers I can’t hide it
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| But it ain’t they fault, it’s the motherfuckers that buy it
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| You can’t look me in the face!
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| Tell me you’re satisfied!
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| Look me in the face!
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| Are you satisfied?
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| You can’t look me in the face!
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| Tell me you’re satisfied!
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| You can’t look me in the face!
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| Are you satisfied?
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| I’ve been so close
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| Come to think about it I’m a ghost
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| Some people believe in bibles
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| Some believe in somethin' that their eyes don’t know
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| So I’m about to tell you how the cycle go:
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| (Okay!)
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| I’ve been swimming uphill for a decade plus
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| By the time I’m done I’ll be one of the best they was
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| It’s like the country walkin' over a billion barrels of oil
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| They ain’t even found me cause of the mud
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| Find out Prof is a ghost that lives
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| With a neck like that and a rope like this
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| Flow like bricks
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| So underrated that I held my dick 'til I broke my fist
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| And these days, rappers’ll show up and spit on a track
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| Make me wanna throw up and shit on a track
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| Put a lid on that
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| Roll it up into a blunt, take a hit on that
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| I’m so gifted it’s like Santa’s here
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| I roll deep even got my grandma here
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| So fly, oh my I need landing gear
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| So bright, y’all might, catch a tan in here
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| Gimme your can of beer
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| You can tell a bandit near
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| I come around the sun goes blacker than a panda’s ear
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| You follow Captain Planeteers
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| I shine like a chandelier
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| The only motherfuckin' man in here |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ghost , by - PROF. Song from the album Liability, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп