| Yeah, Locksmith, yo
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| My vocal expression leaves a global impression
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| I had loads of depression
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| Chasin' me like pharaoh after Moses with Stephen
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| On the shore with the staff in his hands
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| Swallowin' snakes, exposin' a fake and magic they planned
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| This is my testament, prophetic in nature
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| You can’t escape what has blatantly been assigned
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| For something spiritually greater
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| Like a stick to your lungs
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| So your pulmonary supposed to carry
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| Burdens like the crosses in Palestine like a thousand times
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| They wanna crucify, they wanna scrutinize
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| Nowadays, all of the snakes wear suits and ties
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| They wanna see me hangin' from a noose and die
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| But I’m a spit the truth till ascended between the roof and sky
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| These other rap niggas get in the booth and lie
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| Till I remove 'n untie the blindfolds, but I’m told
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| You only as good as your last verse
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| So carry me with the mic in my hearse
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| This is Goon Music
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| I don’t know if I can beat these problems
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| All I see is what they’ve done to me
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| And it’s the only thing in front of me
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| I don’t know if I can beat these problems
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| All I see is what they’ve done to me
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| And it’s the only thing in front of me
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| (This is Goon Music)
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| First domino fell a long time ago
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| Stay shining like diamonds through the drama though
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| Uh; |
| It’s all love, you are not alone
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| Seeds need light, just trying to grow
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| Hate being in the street late since release date
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| Be safe Lord, it’s a police state
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| I’m a super cop so put one in your noodle box
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| All he heard was the Ruger pop off front the Lucy spot
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| Uh, yeah, into God’s web
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| We’re all jobless, screaming «Jah bless»
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| Old head played the corner like cobweb
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| Devil in a blue vest walking with his complex
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| But I don’t stress we take the high road since
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| Read the writing on the wall, peep the high road
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| If you ever find yourself in a downward spiral
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| Just follow the Starlight, shoutout to Viro
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| I don’t know if I can beat these problems
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| All I see is what they’ve done to me
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| And it’s the only thing in front of me
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| I don’t know if I can beat these problems
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| All I see is what they’ve done to me
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| And it’s the only thing in front of me
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| I’m so manic, dealing with self-inflicted damage
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| How many times can a mind become repaired?
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| After running amok in a marriage
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| Between caring way too much about nothing
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| And not giving a fuck I’m careless
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| Catching myself staring up at the moon
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| Thinking how the fuck could I think I’m so important to yous
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| Everybody on my path is a fucking crutch
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| Just to get a meaningless possession that’s never enough
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| So, how do I know when God has entered my life?
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| I guess I know when I’m done questionin' life
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| But, it’s so hard to keep a level head, the worlds cruel
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| I’m used to joining everybody in the whirlpool
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| Spinning out of control in my bottomless soul
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| While I’m trying to figure out if a sin is as hot as it cold
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| 'Cause I know we made mistakes, but you know you
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| Gotta trust that gut feeling 'cause it’s fightin' just to show you
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| I don’t know if I can beat these problems
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| All I see is what they’ve done to me
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| And it’s the only thing in front of me
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| I don’t know if I can beat these problems
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| All I see is what they’ve done to me
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| And it’s the only thing in front of me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Problems , by - Snowgoons. Song from the album Goon Bap, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп