| If they don’t hate me by now, they’ll consider it soon
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| His is accumulated knowledge that I’m givin to you
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| Your girl probably wanna blow me like didgeridoo
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| Birthing rappers like this booth is a delivery room
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| My liver consumes, only hard liquor and booze
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| Don’t compare my fuckin tunes to these illiterate goons
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| Sound like they took a can of paint and start sniffing the fumes
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| If life’s a bitch I’m lickin her poon, while trippin on shrooms
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| Fuck you and your auto tune I’m hittin every note
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| Probably got a stash of drugs and money hidden in my coat
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| Pull a knife out in the cypher and I’m slitting every throat
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| I’m the goat, who the fuck are you? |
| You’re a fucking joke
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| I’m the man, got a couple hundred grand in a safe
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| Plant a seed for my seed while I plan my escape
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| Yo my shit is always slappin like a hand to the face
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| So I’ll flatten anybody trying to stand in my place
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| Real drugs, yeah, they searching for some real drugs, something to set your
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| mind free, Real drugs, they searching for some real drugs, I got just what you
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| need baby!
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| This shit is real ain’t gotta fake it to make it
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| Smokin weed like a Jamaican while I’m laying here naked
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| They see us caking they can barely take it
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| Wrap my hands around your neck and fuckin squeeze till I break it
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| I’m blowing up like an ISIS official
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| This a hydrogen bomb, I’m Kim Jong with a missile
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| Fuck a label, signed myself, and now my income is triple
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| Drinking two percent milk straight out your step mommas nipple
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| Roll up to your spot and Turn your house into a crime scene
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| You couldn’t see me even with ya fuckin high beams
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| Burn ya eye like I just put tabasco in your Visine
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| Kid ain’t very clean, I’m an bastard with no hygiene
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| I got that type of shit you want to get your hands on
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| See me out you window staring at you with no pants on
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| They tried to plan around me but they fuckin planned wrong
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| I’m just trying to fill you pussies in like a tampon
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| Real drugs, yeah, they searching for some real drugs, something to set your
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| mind free, Real drugs, they searching for some real drugs, I got just what you
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| need baby! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real Drugs, artist - Snak the Ripper. Album song Off the Rails, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп