| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| Hit me when you round my way
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| I’ll be there dog
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| Payin' pennies for the Swedish Fish
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| I miss, just tryin' to reminisce
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| Back when my niggas was, close like the finger tips
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| Now all my dogs far away like the distance is
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| Mars and the Venuses
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| All big dreamers with our own plan
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| Spock used to say, «You got flow fam
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| Handle your businesses.»
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| Damn, when my niggas was
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| Small, we would ball, now
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| E’ry time Reks take a shot, miss 'em all
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| Just because we ain’t kids no more
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| Doesn’t mean we can’t build no more
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| We gotta build I’m sure
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| From The Leonard to the Lawrence High
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| Vote to the corners I
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| Came across stand up homies on the Lawrence side
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| Then up in Boston I solidified friendships
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| Laughed and exchanged tempers
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| Lot of pain lingers
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| Handle beef with the two fingers
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| Peace to my true niggas
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| Is what it is, what it do niggas?
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| Hit me when you round my way
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| I’ll be there dog
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| Well crack a brew and just laugh at the old days
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| Even though you gone we still fam like The O’Jays
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| Damn, back when Jose’s
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| Mom used to tell him to be home
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| We was gettin' into dram up on Prospect
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| Boppin' on my steps
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| Had the boom box with the double deck
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| That was the shit
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| Miss the old days
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| No way I’mma forget
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| Hope my brothers forgive
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| Continue to live, your mothers at rest
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| And at peace, at Heaven I know she is
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| Feel it here on my chest and to the beat of my soul, I regret
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| Not bein' round and make a call to ya
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| Just know my hearts with ya
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| Fuck all the past B. S
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| Through this song, I’mma make sure we continue on
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| Whatever stresses in life may come, we gotta hope for the best
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| And oh yes, my man D, just seein' through my eyes
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| Save a place for him up in the sky
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| Heaven knows I
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| Hit me when you round my way
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| I’ll be there dog
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| To all my crew, my squad, my entourage
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| Uncle Pete and my Auntie Oz, sometimes life gets hard
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| You get dealt them cards and thank God
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| We just, wanna be stars
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| Not like Hollywood, more like
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| I miss them styles, we improvise try to shine
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| Rock jewels that’ll hopefully blind
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| Kiss and seein' the pain
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| Take your mind off of all the rain
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| The sun gon' shine, I’mma see you again
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| Promise all of my friends
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| In the end it’s just wind seperating us
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| And to my man, hope the pen is elevatin' us
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| I’mma make the time
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| So I can make the bus
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| I’ll be there dog
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| You my homie trust
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| Uncle Neil open up Heaven Gates for us
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| Sometimes I feel the anger touch when they aim for us
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| But yo it ain’t enough
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| Just to make the bus
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| Gotta keep the bond
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| Nigga stay in touch
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| I ain’t seen you in a long while
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| Hit me when you round my way
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| I’ll be there dog
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| «I never thought, I would really see you
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| I’d really see you again, I’d go crazy» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Long While , by - Reks. Song from the album Grey Hairs, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп