| Now I’m the first to admit the fact
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| I’ve done a little bit of this and that
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| Just wanna spit my raps, my life ain’t yo' concern
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| I ain’t gone carry the weight of the world
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| And I don’t know what to tell you
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| I’ve been to Heaven but I’ve tasted Hell, too
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| Face the Devil, don’t give a fuck
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| Smack him in his face, kick him inna nuts
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| They say I talk a lot
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| I walk a block with both feet broke
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| The storm a rock, but ain’t sinking Red’s boat
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| I see the coast, but I’m too blurry-eyed to see hope
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| Inna chokehold
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| Trying to hold on these ropes
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| I’ve done less wrong than I’ve done right
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| But I can never escape what I’ve done right
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| Thinking Lucifer live on Jupiter, he chilling right here
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| But I’m killing this nightmare
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| Not willing to fight fair
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| Hell with a Nike Air, I run barefoot through the desert
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| Make the whole damned world follow my neck jerk
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| Laying it brick by brick
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| The kid don’t quit until he got a pyramid
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| Now I’m a stand tall inna Land of the Lost
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| You just got laid off? |
| we gone handle yo' boss
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| So get yo' hands where my eyes can see 'em
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| If you’s a human being
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| I left my ex-girl in Hell hurt, wasn’t there for her
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| Was an expert in putting Red first, though I care for her
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| Now I’m a broken man
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| My life slipping away although I’m holding on with both hands
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| For some folks it’s dope, I need liquor to calm me
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| Drink 'til I’m a zombie
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| Helsinki ain’t no palm trees
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| Looking back I understand the man I should have been
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| But thing is that I truly am haunted by the boogeyman
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| I took a stand long time ago, I treat people how I want 'em to treat me
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| But shit ain’t easy
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| When he keeps calling it’s hard not to answer
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| My number changing like Pampers
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| But it don’t matter
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| Is it a bad world or a bad God?
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| Am I a bad man having a bad day, or bad odds?
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| Too many damned scars, trying to patch 'em up
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| I don’t really do it no more but pass the blunt
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| Don’t you know what you listening to
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| A God damned white man singing the blues
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| Take a good look cause I’m the living proof
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| Trying to walk the narrow road in these shitty ass shoes
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| Now you know what you listening to
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| A God damned white man singing the blues
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| Take a good look cause I’m the living proof
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| Trying to walk the narrow road in these shitty ass shoes
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| I was losing my last bit of faith
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| My way out wasn’t the door but the windowpane
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| Only thing I had in my life’s liquor and misery
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| And the only thing I could write was my obituary
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| This my way a telling my brothers that I appreciate
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| How they kept my vision straight
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| Reason that I live today
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| I miss 'em days when we would just sit and blaze
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| Talking 'bout which a them chicks got big tits and things
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| But things change
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| And I ain’t gonna be bitter man
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| Cause I know that love always wins the hate
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| Let your fists swing where my eyes can see 'em
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| Helsinki, worldwide, if you’s a human being… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Don't Know What To Tell You, artist - Redrama. Album song Street Music, in the genre Поп