| Why’s my mind so dope?
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| Woah, and why?
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| Okay, I’m traveling
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| Through this world unraveling
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| Pieces of sequence so please don’t speak unless you have a ring
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| Gotta get it 'cause you said it wouldn’t happen
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| Whole lotta thoughts and I turn 'em into action
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| Cooked up a plot, changed it with passion
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| Look what I got, look what I’m asking for
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| I’m feeling cursed with the drive to be after more
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| So I flirt with life, let it
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| Hurt her proud, I don’t have remorse
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| Let her know her dad so I’m at the morgue
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| So bounce, bounce, home of the brave
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| Land of the free but my bones are the slave
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| Planning to leave 'cause I’m roaming with rage
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| Plan of the, that’s gone float me away
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| Yeah, met a girl one time too many
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| Lights flash and cup full of Henny
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| night full of action
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| Jump ship, front flip, right in my lap and
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| Wiggling, giggling, tickle me down
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| Please don’t be fickle, I trickle the sounds
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| Sizzle the ground with the riddles I found
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| Fiddle with middles 'til no ones around
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| Keys to my city like no ones around
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| Jesus, my city be holding it down
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| When it get into me until infinity
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| Eat the vicinity, rolling a pound
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| See, no one is killing me now
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| We smoke like a chimney now
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| I feel like it’s ten of me
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| So full of energy, enemies loving my sound (Ha)
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| Try to free my mind (Try to free my mind)
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| As we speed through town (As we speed through town)
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| Wake me up, I can’t sleep through life
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| One minute you’re young, the next you die
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| Appreciate the minutes you’re living because it’s ticking
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| Don’t sit around and wonder why
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| Gotta just go out there and get it
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| All these things sitting on my mind
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| Tryna slow it down so we go around
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| With the windows up and we blow it down
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| When the temp goes up we roll them down
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| Let the smoke flow and the hope grow
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| Hard times got holes like I’m holy now
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| Change ways, change your grade
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| Still pray but the pain stays
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| It’s a cold game but we still play, uh
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| Why’s my mind so dope?
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| Woah, and why?
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| They never listen, ha-la-la-la-lalala
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| , ha-la-la-la-lalala |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 15 aerA , by - Russ. Song from the album Apollo 13, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп