| 2016 was a bad year, yeah
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| 2016 was a bad year
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| And even though we’ve grown from our past fear
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| '16 was a pretty fuckin' bad year, yeah
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| Well I guess that I’m back here
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| Got a feeling that it’s that clear
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| So much change, I been feeling like a cashier
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| Man, this last year was a mother fucking trap full of bad peers
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| Well looking back, then I guess I laugh at it
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| Just kids making trouble in their math classes
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| Just kids making trouble 'till its past savage
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| And they turning into fat addicts with some bad habits
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| I’m too concerned with fat asses and rack-stacking
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| Tha-that's just the material bullshit I put on my rap album
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| Tryna chase the feeling, gotta fucking trap-n-pack em
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| We got glass matching and I’m thinking «How does that happen?»
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| Kid brings his fucking backpack and I’m like «That's Massive»
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| Bottles, I can see the bottom with the max glasses
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| Act natural, Got some fucking grass patches
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| This shit’s a whole new world
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| I’m like Aladdin
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| Damn, Its a straight up double movie
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| Man, this shit is so unruly
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| Damn, I’m feeling hella groovy
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| Feeling hella stupid this is hella boujee
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| Getting to escape from it all
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| That’s just the way that you ball
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| Yeah getting to escape from it all
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| Well, it feels great 'till you fall
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| They be saying «You the man!»
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| This is dope bro
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| I’m like «hell yeah», but I’m thinking 'bout what happens when I go home
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| To my family and know that they don’t know
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| Shit that’s a no-go, guess I’m going solo
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| But now I’m getting paranoid
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| Look at what I’ve fucking done to go repaid a void
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| Thinking, what if my parents really got to know
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| Go silent, here a knock at the door, Shit
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| 2016 was a bad year, yeah
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| 2016 was a bad year
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| And even though we’ve grown from our past fear
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| '16 was a pretty fuckin' bad year, yeah
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| If ignorance is bliss, I guess I pretend to be ignorant
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| I guess I’m an idiot
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| We live in a world where people pretend they ain’t different
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| Shit is getting ridiculous
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| I won’t spite you for tryna rock to somebody else’s drum line for a spot in the
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| lunch line
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| But we gotta draw some line
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| So many lines to cross, I see god in my Tees sometimes
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| And I ain’t even religious
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| The power of these words is as real as existence
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| Man, I feel it from a distance
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| Fake friends leaving in an instant
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| I guess it’s plagued me for a minute
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| I guess it’s changed me for a year
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| I guess it’s made me who I am and I ain’t gonna quit, frankly I’ll stay right
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| here
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| Underrated, I haven’t been respected
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| Putting all this work and still be in the trenches
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| Funny how rappers claim to be independent
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| When their album got a hundred names in the credits
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| Doing it by myself
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| No co-signer
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| Better bars than these rappers with their ghost-writers
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| Who’s gonna be famous? |
| Well I’m the most likely
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| But the city people don’t like me, so they go bite me
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| 2016 was a bad year, yeah
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| 2016 was a bad year
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| And even though we’ve grown from our past fear
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| '16 was a pretty fuckin' bad year, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 2016 Was a Bad Year , by - Quadeca. Song from the album Bad Internet Rapper, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп