| The truth is that which needs to be told
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| And true creation is that which needs to be created
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| (Yeah, 1, 2, 1, 2 let’s ride)
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| Slum villain
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| Slave to the page, always keep my tongue spillin'
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| Now I spit the dope until I get the numb feelin'
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| Tell me how them lungs feel
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| Runnin' laps around the track tryna' tread mills
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| Dollar bills can’t conceal the real deal
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| It’s still lyrical skill that will appeal
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| Shots fire at the will, I be in the field feelin' ready to die
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| Been ready to kill plus I’m ready to ride for any one of my guys
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| Can’t look me in my eyes say I’m telling a lie
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| Head in the sky on the better side
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| I’m from the Bed Stuy, where the homicide rate is getting pretty high
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| If money my religion, truth is better than my jeans
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| Probably spot the Buddha man picking through the seams
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| Met him at the banquet and hit the bank still
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| Jesus got the wheel, don’t take
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| The happiest days of my life were taken from me
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| Now I’m just a slave to the mic, wait hold up
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| I don’t think this chain fit me right, got a couple loose screws
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| Now I write like my brain got swoll up, swoll up
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| Like my brain got swoll up, swoll up
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| Like my brain got swoll up, swoll up
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| Like my brain got swoll up, swoll up
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| Super sperm
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| And can you say New York City?
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| And can you say New York City?
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| Can you say New York City?
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| Can you save New York City?
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| Can you save New York City?
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| And can you save New York City? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Slum Villain , by - Statik Selektah. Song from the album What Goes Around, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп