| Sometimes you’re up, some down
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| I grew up in a rough town
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| Bust around smoke a bus down
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| I’m not the one to fuck around (fuck around)
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| I’m focused marvel at the opus,
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| Dangerous when at my brokest (uh)
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| Sold to smokers
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| Deal with brokers in the alley
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| Ten different drugs it might vary
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| Eat to carry and dally through the deepest valley no battery
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| And my back is eager to bring agony
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| Niggas on my dick shits flattering
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| And word, I hate to sound arrogant
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| But my Dsquared tees is two hundred a pop
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| My shoe ain’t got a spot on the bottom or the top
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| Fresh out the box you ain’t never seen these
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| Vietnamese appeased by the deities
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| While the naive? |
| with the thieves
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| I lay back in fatigues with the calfskin sleeves
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| Moral of the story is I’m fallin in the DeLorean
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| Disorient where the weather’s the stormiest
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| Y’all niggas is the corniest
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| My coordinates forever close to where the water is
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| Relaxation, black bitches naked
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| The rituals are sacred, Cristal by the cases
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| Sniff the vapors out of spliff papers
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| It’s the evasive, Marc baby, accept no imitations (uh)
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| To make a long story short
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| Fuck the tough talk, you’ll get brushed off (uh)
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| Sometimes you’re up, some down
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| I grew up in a rough town
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| Bust around smoke a bus down
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| I’m not the one to fuck around (fuck around)
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| All is fair in love and war
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| I’m in yo crib like bro-man from the 5th floor showin the four
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| Just chillin' (uh) respect given (uh), those dealin' more weight less feelings
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| Beef isn’t my preference, I want green and fresh fish on blessed dishes
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| God willin' I reflect wisdom, embodies me I represent realness, it’s what
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| separates us they never came up in the game, they imitators.
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| Cowards die a thousand times living greater, won’t compare to the spear
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| eventually facing
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| Those who fit description, spittin' fiction altering fact they’re inconsistent
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| They’ve never seen the belly of the beast within the system, they’re just talk,
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| no street credentials |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ruff Town , by - Roc Marciano. Song from the album The Pimpire Strikes Back, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп