| Yeah
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| Now here we go Here we go (come on come on)
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| Now here we go Here we go (come on come on)
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| Yeah
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| Stay strong this ain’t for the plain hearted
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| My name’s honored cause my style is insane retarded
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| Remain hottest from St. Marks to St. Thomas
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| Take game farther than the Putt-Putt planes chartered
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| The same artist who smoke rain forest will bang hardest
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| My brain smartest break a nigga like a lame promise
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| All city like train bombers
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| Check out the pictures we painted (yeah)
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| More colorful than Kelis naked
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| Your skills is least debated and your album least awaited
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| Even Big Tiger wouldn’t let you in the basement
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| Face it y’all niggas face down with your legs kicking
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| They call your momma Roy Jones cause she raise chicken
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| Your down for the count like Rah Digga I’m straight spitting
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| Make pidgins say, uh uh no they didn’t
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| Yes we did so god bless the kid yo I got my own so I never stress his no Chorus (repeat 1x)
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| In this journey you’re the journal I’m the journalist
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| Am I eternal or an eternalist?
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| As soon as we showed up I sensed nervousness
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| As soon as we rolled up y’all burn to this
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| Here we go Come on Yeah yeah (yeahhh)
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| Yeah yeah (yeah yeah come on)
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| Yeah yeah
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| Come on come on Yo we send this bullet straight towards your brain
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| We taking over like mores in Spain there’s more to gain
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| Runaways get aboard the train (come on)
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| You can’t ignore the pain (no)
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| When it come down like the pouring rain
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| Caught the train of thought and claim to cross the broad terrain
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| The cold weather break your spirit like a water main
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| I looked in your eyes and I saw the shame
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| Y’all don’t know that a greatnest came before the chain
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| Till you can’t imagine a future where this all could change
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| If one of us ain’t free then we all to blame
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| So we attack each other fighting project wars and thang
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| It’s all the same across the board we off again
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| You wanna sieve through that shit then you can call my name
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| Kweli I chopped it up like raw cocaine
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| I drop jams in top ten I’m not for the fame
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| You wanna test and I bet you get wrecked like lost planes
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| Yo Chorus (repeat 2x)
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| And there it is (yeah)
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| Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
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| Come on Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
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| Yeahh
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| Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
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| Yo yo yo
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| Say whaaat? |
| Say what, say what, say what
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| I rock for the purest and I rock for the players
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| I rock for the fellas and I rock for the ladies (come on)
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| I rock for the elders and I rock for the babies (yeah)
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| I rhyme to the sirens that cry in the night (yeah)
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| Live on the mic even though I’ve been dying to write (yeah)
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| Since the day of flying a kite and ridding my bike (come on)
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| Open my eyes and keep the prize within my line of sight (yeah)
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| Cats dropped out of school to keep fiends high on the pipe (word)
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| Seem like that’s the get away of trying to fight
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| The system thats based on trying to stop you from shinning your light
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| Dying in spite of getting rich
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| That’s why I rhyme like a battle emcee
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| Battling the tragedies and fallacies
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| That be killing niggas quicker than infant mortality
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| They acting like whats going on now is distant reality
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| Behaving so casually that they become a casualty
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| Plus they don’t wanna battle me anyway
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| They try to walk away but they stubble like Macy Gray
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| Cats hit the tunnel to rumble and say, Hey DJ!
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| Make me wonder why they call Sunday the lazy day
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| Chorus (repeat 2x)
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| Check me out
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| yeah yeah
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| yeah yeah
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| yeah yeah (fades) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eternalists, artist - Reflection Eternal. Album song Train Of Thought, in the genre Поп