| Since skipping into second-grade math, I’ve been so confident
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| These rappers' words all sound the same, that’s like a homonym
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| Steps of regrets got me climbing to accomplishments
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| I rap, plus I could run for fucking governor or Congressman
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| Pipe up in my Nikes when I’m ducking from the constable
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| You talk about it, I really do it, we’re not comparable
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| That’s style that you borrowed hard to swallow, not digestible
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| If we were to stand here side-by-side, we’re not symmetrical
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| You could never make a song that did what «I'm Awesome» did
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| I’m under hundred thousand from platinum, I’m feeling awesome, bitch
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| I probably made your salary in royalties from Mr. D
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| You’re sisterly, you’re dissin' me, no mystery, you’re history
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| I think you need to get high and bump some bangers
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| Drink it with some strangers
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| Rhyming every word until it takes away your anger
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| Just get high and bump some bangers
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| Sip whiskey, every flavor
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| Get ice rocky like a quarry
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| Find a girl look like Topanga, hold up
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| My girl look like Topanga
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| If she was born again, I guess that’s probably what they’d name her
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| I had some brushes, what’s that, with the law
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| That’s like a painter
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| Man, these rappers look depressed, go pull the weed out the container
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| Bro, I started as a peasant, but the king I became
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| Fuck every rapper in my state who’s not on PDank
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| And every dude that that includes could diss me all on one track
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| You put it out, it gets 100 views, 'cause you guys are trash
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| While I really been making the paper
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| Been grindin' and workin' so long on achieving the vision
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| I’m up on the mountain, it feel like it’s hot
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| And I just looked around, I got no competition, it’s lonely (it's lonely)
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| At the top of the summit, I’m up in the clouds
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| My blood and my sweat on my boots and my t-shirt
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| I wanna discuss it, but no one’s around
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| I been up, I been down
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| I been up, up, and down, but I don’t need no sympathy
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| I fell to the ground, I fell to the ground
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| I made it through my injuries
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| Did I hurt your feelings?
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| No no, I don’t give a fuck
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| If you’re gonna diss me, you can’t be, 'cause all your music sucks
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| I really don’t fuck with, like, anyone
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| I’ve just been driving 'round with my shit on repeat
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| I been prolific with spitting, I finished this song within minutes of getting
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| the beat
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| I’m adamant, they’re mad at it, they’re wack as shit
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| See, this what happens when the average kids
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| Try stepping in the jungle with the savages
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| I think you should get high and bump some bangers
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| Drink it with some strangers
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| Rhyming every word until it takes away your anger
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| Just get high and bump some bangers
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| Sip whiskey, every flavor
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| Get ice rocky like a quarry
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| Find a girl look like Topanga, hold up
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| My girl smart like Topanga
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| I got her, I was into her when she was just a stranger
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| And I don’t fit in my division, guess I’m the remainder
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| Man, these rappers so depressed, go pull the weed out the container
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| They want that old PDank, that smoke a bowl PDank
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| That roll a Backwoods in a Chrysler in the cold PDank
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| They don’t want that new PDank, them beards have grew PDank
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| He had some kids, but he still kept his attitude PDank
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| No, I’m just playing, they still love me, man, my army is strong
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| Bro, I’m still putting work in, just don’t party as long
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| I been dope since they had beepers, I won’t shut up, I’m a talker
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| Man, my girl is such a keeper, you might think she’s playing soccer
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| Channing hit me with the stems, I planted the seed
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| My homies own grow houses, so they just give me the weed
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| I made the poster, did my taxes, what I did in a week
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| I feel like the Colts and Pacers aren’t as indie as me
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| But I’m never relying on no one
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| And I’m never waiting, I got so much faith in myself
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| That I’ll get a tattoo of Ryan, no lyin'
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| A lion defeating and eating gazelles
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| I been in the jungle, I’m feeling like Axel
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| I’m ready for battle, I’m feel like the best
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| Why you guys all look so stressed?
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| I think you should get high and bump some bangers
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| Drink it with some strangers
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| Rhyming every word until it takes away your anger
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| Just get high and bump some bangers
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| Sip whiskey, every flavor
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| Get ice rocky like a quarry
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| Find a girl look like Topanga, hold up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Topanga , by - Spose. Song from the album Good Luck With More Life EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп