| Show me my opponent
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| Can never catch up in it until I give you try
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| That defy everything you thought you knew for sure inside of your mind
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| Cause they used to say I was lame
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| And I didn’t even try to defend myself
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| Won’t even try to deny
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| Cause I came in looking fly in the skies
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| Like «What's higher than I?»
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| Eye and eye will provide
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| When I’m running out of ideas and onomatopoeias
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| This shit is hard but somehow they want to be us
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| What you see on television ain’t the truth
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| I’d be happy if I could cop me a Prius
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| Not every rapper sitting in a Coupe
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| So you better your trouse
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| Now that’s not me saying that I’m any better than you
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| Just think I put my stuff to better use
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| So don’t get it confused
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| And mob influence been killing my victim with their own muse
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| It’s amusing
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| I make you dance to the music
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| I, I make you dance to the music
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| I, I make you dance to the music
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| I make you a fan, it’s amusing
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| I, I make you dance to the music
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| I, I make you dance to the music
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| I, I make you dance to the music
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| I make you a fan, it’s amusing
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| I make you a fan, it’s amusing
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| I make you a fan, it’s amusing
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| Make you a fan, it’s amusing
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| Make you a fan, it’s amusing
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| Are you feeling me now?
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| Cause I’m feeling myself
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| And I made it to the building myself
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| Trying to make a living myself
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| Million, only as a minimum
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| I don’t think a living might help
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| Yo, tell me if you’re willing for the breakthrough
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| Can’t relate to the snake in the fake
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| Got racks? |
| Think I don’t relate?
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| Fuck it, I pay dues
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| Now I get paid cause I make moves
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| I ain’t trying to be average
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| Get punched like a ad lib
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| Work to the callus, rip when shit happens
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| Keep balance, I be dying to eat, stay ravenous
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| Go grasp it
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| Pray to God no pathogens and no famine hit
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| I keep it real to the script, no challenges
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| It’s, I’m a fucking protagonist
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| It’s like you know me
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| I rep the EOE
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| Fuck with no cops, only trust the g-o-d
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| If I die before I wake it would be lowkey
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| The p-o-p-o shooting like COD
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| If you’re gonna dance to the music
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| Listen to the words
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| Give a chance to the music
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| Ain’t nobody give a damn when it’s useless
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| Ain’t nobody give a damn |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Locker Room , by - Statik Selektah. Song from the album Lucky 7, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп