| If I mark off every box, on your precious checklist, why
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| Am I still a stranger that your friends do not recognize
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| Who’s the human punching bag
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| When you feel the pressure rise?
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| Who’s the one that calms you down
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| When you need to rest your eyes?
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| I feel like an officer, just tryna get you to cough it up
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| I’m sick of running these investigations on you
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| Cause your friends like the a mafia
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| They cover up and they lie for ya
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| But they don’t even put in half the work that I do
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| Like a murda murda
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| A murda murda
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| You try to cover me up
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| No one has ever heard of
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| Ever heard of, me 'cause you keep it all hush
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| But if you love me, love me
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| Love me, love me
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| Why doesn’t anyone know
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| Whenever you close to getting caught up
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| You get away like a pro
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| Like a murda murda
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| A murda murda
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| You try to cover me up
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| No one has ever heard of
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| Ever heard of me 'cause you keep it all hush
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| But if you love me, love me
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| Love me, love me
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| Why doesn’t anyone know
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| Whenever you close to getting caught up
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| You get away like a pro
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| You don’t smoke no weed
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| But you’re gas-lighting
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| Last night, when you were talking to him, I asked nicely
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| Who was that and fast as lightning you question my sanity
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| Making me feel crazy just for noticing what’s happening
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| If it’s real, then please commit
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| If it’s not, at least admit
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| Hurting a little is better than killing my time
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| You stay doing secret shit
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| When confronted, you plead the fifth
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| Like keeping it real with the way that you feel is a crime
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| Like a murda murda
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| A murda murda
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| You try to cover me up
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| No one has ever heard of
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| Ever heard of me 'cause you keep it all hush
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| But if you love me, love me
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| Love me, love me
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| Why doesn’t anyone know
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| Whenever you close to getting caught up
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| You get away like a pro
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| Like a murda murda
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| A murda murda
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| You try to cover me up
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| No one has ever heard of
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| Ever heard of me 'cause you keep it all hush
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| But if you love me, love me
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| Love me, love me
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| Why doesn’t anyone know
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| Whenever you close to getting caught up
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| You get away like a pro
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| A murder
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| A murder
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| Let me
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| Whenever you close to getting caught up
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| You get away like a pro |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Murda , by - Ryan Caraveo. Song from the album Butterfly Boy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп