| Yeah, now you see what the Lord doin'
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| Rippin' pages out the book, I had to make the story fluent
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| Thanks to Marshall I’m sober doing what I enjoy doin'
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| I’m puttin Chavis Chandler on, had to at least pay it forward to him
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| Yeah, every other day another star is born
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| And that’s to freshen the decaying of the art form
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| Fuck with my commas, shit will be quick
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| Got what’s in my pocket out of the dirt, filthy rich
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| I stuck to my promise to momma, stay focused
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| Double entendre, I’m tryna vocally smoke you, you will be missed
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| The hokus, the pokus, magician doing tricks in his miserable business
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| Who spit, loyalty, forgiveness through biblical scripts
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| Of morals and wisdom
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| Painting pictures of this historical war of attrition who’s just, the dopest,
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| the wokest
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| I’m five years sober
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| Trauma from my childhood, constantly haunts me 'til I finally cry tears over
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| Sharp as a gauntlet, with thoughts of my side-chick in high heels
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| Cause I didn’t want her, I needed her, though I didn’t want her
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| I’m hot as July, no lie, I wouldn’t lie in a sauna
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| Invest in the truth, don’t expect me to buy into moments
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| They done took the charts over so now y’all scared of them shook niggas?
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| Jamal Crawford couldn’t cross-over and sell me them wolf tickets
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| Uhh, «Best Rapper Alive"broadcasts in five
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| Four, three, two, one
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| I’m fly as a dive in the sky in a harness
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| Anyone alive sleeping on me can die in pajamas
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| Police call me a threat to society, though I am a promise
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| I am a one of one like I’d say a Isaiah Thomas
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| You can’t fathom thinking deep enough to sink the abyss
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| You think you Pac, I’m thinking of sinking your Demetrius Shipp
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| Only thing that I can’t fathom is why the preacher is rich
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| How to think in moderation and turn a drink to a sip
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| I’m private when I fly, I ball out like 'Bron do
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| You in the game but you sit and coach like Tyronn Lue
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| Me and my soldiers we just out here mobbing like old Italians
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| Snatching your homie’s necklace to rock it with your medallion
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| Over these groceries, I’m toe-to-toe with your whole battalion
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| I hit you with four from this.44 like Hova album
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| I take lives like banned contracepts
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| All the contraband I collect is Iran contra-esque
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| Respect the mantra or die at the hands of consciousness
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| Run up and get left ran down to death on your damn conscious steps
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| The booze already made me lose, I can’t go out like I’m Amy Winehouse
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| The Lord graciously still kept me here in a place to be
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| On the corner like baby Blue standing in timeout
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| Looking real spiritually aware, pair of Pumas on
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| Looking like I’m aboard a Lear, headed to uniform
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| I’m so lyrically rare, I spearheaded the unicorn
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| I was born a born one, sugar-coated on
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| The way I’m livin' put me in a great position now
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| Every time they hear me, they say, «Ain't nobody did this, nah»
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| And if they don’t, they shit been off
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| Just listen to the diction in this lyricism
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| I won’t break a fool, they don’t want me to blow
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| But every single show, they hand out like I owe 'em
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| I already paid my dues and wordings, uh
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| But if I said it then they still won’t know
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| So I won’t waste my time on you
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| And speakin' on the level that ya never on
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| No way they hatin' so incredible
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| My writings on the wall, to you, it’s so illegible
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| I’m invincible, you’re sleepin' on me, I’ma stay woke
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| Yeah yeah yeah, yeah
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stay Woke, artist - Royce 5'9. Album song Book of Ryan, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп