| Hard body, my bars probably
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| Would off John, Bob Marley
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| Step poppy banging I was hardly
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| Higher than them handle bars
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| They was higher than the stars be
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| Now I handle bars, awesome gnarly
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| R' son of Marcus Garvey
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| Tongue move back to Africa
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| Sing Sing, Attica, pardon me
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| This the kind of beat that bring the this or that part of me
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| Pray for me attitude magnitude possibly
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| Katrina flood water, don’t try to avoid us
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| Kidnap DJs, ducttape for dollars
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| Propaganda revolution gun cock your hammer
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| Lyrical gift for bitch ass bad santa
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| The grammar slam a nigga sleep spit
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| Bitches on the street in thong song shit, Freaknik
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| Mardi Gras party hard
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| I’m laughing at ya’ll, hardy har
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| Bar for bar body all of ya’ll, frequent!
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| I’ma need participation here
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| Hands in the air can I get an aw yeah (aw yeah)
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| Sucka DJs let’s get one thing clear
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| Hazardis and Reks yes this is our year (aw yeah)
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| B-boys and DJs (DJs)
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| MCs graffiti artists
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| Whenever we play (we play)
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| The revolution now in your ear
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| Haile Selassie lungs, Bob Marley bong
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| Marcus Garvey hardy get my black party on
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| Malcolm X tech, by any means
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| Still rep Queens, by any means
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| Martin Luther thoughts, smokin' Newports
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| Old English 40, fucking an English shorty
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| Elijah Muhammed heart, with his crown too
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| Farrakhan tongue, you hear my sounds through
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| Harriet Tubman feet, mind of Mandela
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| Shots rain nigga you gon' need an umbrella
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| Obama focus, Cashis Clay hands
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| Seen black eyes like Ray-bans
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| Che Guevara beard, vision of Chavez
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| And still run laps around A-rab heads
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| So let’s connect throught that e-mail address
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| And keep the shit moving forward Haz never backwards
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| I’ma need participation here
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| Hands in the air can I get an aw yeah (aw yeah)
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| Sucka DJs let’s get one thing clear
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| Hazardis and Reks yes this is our year (aw yeah)
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| B-boys and DJs (DJs)
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| MCs graffiti artists
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| Whenever we play (we play)
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| The revolution now in your ear
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| Why is society bias? |
| why a variety of liars?
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| They putting something in the water probably a virus
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| Why is Sai as bright as the eye of Osiris
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| But I’m overlooked cause I’m dropping science
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| Instead of vying for flyness
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| How we survive all the bloggers who try to rob us
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| And never give us our propers
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| Cause motherfuckers is knob slobbers
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| They like balls in they mouth
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| And I ain’t talkin' bout Gobstoppers
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| Click boom, no shakalaka
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| And how can ya’ll listen to yada yada
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| When I could concoct a provocative verse and merk it like a choppa
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| It’s not the shit to be black no more
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| I think we need to be seein' some afros more
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| A rebel without a pause
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| A pause for the cause
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| It come to that revolution it’s balls to the wall
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| Saigon legendary, so look bum
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| Let me get the fuck out of here 'fore the hook come
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| I’ma need participation here
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| Hands in the air can I get an aw yeah (aw yeah)
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| Sucka DJs let’s get one thing clear
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| Hazardis and Reks yes this is our year (aw yeah)
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| B-boys and DJs (DJs)
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| MCs graffiti artists
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| Whenever we play (we play)
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| The revolution now in your ear |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Garvey (feat. N.O.R.E & Saigon) , by - Reks. Song from the album Eyes Watching God, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп