| Straight from the vil
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| The joke’s on you
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| Drop up the armies and school
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| This is more chronic than the garden movers
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| I gotta take you off here
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| React quick
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| It’s the world that I live in
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| Straight from the vil
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| The joke’s on you
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| Drop up the armies and school
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| These equal streets will meet you halfway
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| This when they get to all your beans in the interblock so going in don’t look
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| cute
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| (Verse)
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| I was raised in the slumber, now wonder
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| I crawl from the under, and still hit 3 light numbers
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| Roll me the 6 back like I did daily plunges
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| 2 sides getting defeat but never held punches
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| Boxed in, not him
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| I defend like shaolin, my style is drunk and crowds and functions
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| I perform, some get drawn, it’s calligraphy
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| Bronze, they respond to its chemistry
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| Evil rap trilogy
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| I hold my city up, my whole back killing me
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| 3 1 3, I emerge
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| Skyline great, no birds
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| Who am I? |
| the best of the worst
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| The last of the cursed, the past of the church
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| I am everything that’s conversed into verse
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| Ages, I gotta make this work
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| Patience ain’t here, get this work
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| Basic
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| (Hook)
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| Straight from the vil
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| The joke’s on you
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| Drop up the armies and school
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| This is more chronic than the garden movers
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| I gotta take you off here
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| React quick
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| It’s the world that I live in
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| Straight from the vil
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| The joke’s on you
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| Drop up the armies and school
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| These equal streets will meet you halfway
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| … you know why? |
| Who turned that?
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| (Verse)
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| Uh, the story started once upon a time
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| And my father’s stories started with a corny line
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| Same pain as is the classics or the agents
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| The very same drama that gets acted out on stages
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| The same kind of scribble getting drafted on these pages
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| That mean 2 packs, a quarter pound of crazy but courageous
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| Masterful words of art, thought up and created
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| And I ain’t paying anyone to play it
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| And since I’m rather going 50 savages with accolades
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| Praises like they actually care more about the substance than the wages
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| See the difference is I care about consumers ‘cause they listenin
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| It’s almost like I know em all by faces
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| My mama told me stupid is contagious
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| So I’m runnin far as gun, far away from all these majors
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| Plus I carry far from mine and check my age kids
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| I’m a student of all music not microwave hits
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| I learned from legends how to do it so it’s ageless
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| Timeless, didn’t wanna be famous
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| I’m just blessed I had a chance to meet my favorite artist
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| Played this game well, trained with the smartest
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| Rain, snow, sleep heel august to august
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| Sun up to sun up, my work ethic flawless
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| Kids had to eat well, daddy ain’t a dead beat
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| Didn’t want them thinking baloney’s the only red meat
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| So deep heap well
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| I ain’t a snake, higher low key
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| When I’m in my home I can sleep well
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| This is do or die, first week sales
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| And in the midst of this mess I won’t bring veil
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| Power of the air, practiced do re mi scales
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| Looking for retails in countries where they eat snails
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| (Outro)
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| Yea it started once upon a time
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| I guess it is my fault it started with a corny line |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Straight From The Vil , by - Slum Village. Song from the album Dirty Slums 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп