| Miles Bonny
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| 78.5 Radio
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| I need mine, I read lines
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| Want you out the frame, that’s how it’s been designed
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| Extras in the scene taking up screen time
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| Stick to the script, hol' up, rewind
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| I need mine, I read lines
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| Want you out the frame, that’s how it’s been designed
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| Extras in the scene taking up screen time
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| Stick to the script, hol' up, rewind
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| Lights, camera, action, feel like you ready?
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| Don’t need favors I deal with the fetti
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| Might pull the pepper then spill your spaghetti
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| Word’ll get around town like wheels on the Chevy
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| Nah, I’ma chill, cut with precision
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| Everyone a thug in they subdivision
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| They prey on the weak, like what’s a religion
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| Probably kill your parakeet then bludgeon all the witnesses
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| I’m on the mission, vision through spotty glasses
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| See me sloppy drippin', Dada Damani fashion
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| I’m on the wave but I’m tsunami splashin'
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| At local strip malls teaching Pilate classes
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| Don’t trip, I know your mommy absent
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| She won Ms. Utah in that '88 pageant
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| On her lower back, tatted a Bible passage
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| I’m in the kitchen eating fruit snacks, all in the cabinet, like
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| I need mine, I read lines
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| Want you out the frame, that’s how it’s been designed
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| Extras in the scene taking up screen time
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| Stick to the script, hol' up, rewind
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| I need mine, I read lines
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| Want you out the frame, that’s how it’s been designed
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| Extras in the scene taking up screen time
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| Stick to the script, hol' up, rewind
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| And I’m on my own path, they heard that I hold back
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| Used to get under my skin like old tats
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| I guess it’s time to unload, letting that pole smack
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| But I never blame a hater if his mama smoked crack
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| Counting this old scratch competition, not close
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| Go sign a petition if you feel we got smoke
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| Drop a nuclear bomb, won’t even find a cockroach
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| Have blood coming out of your mouth like Boskoe
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| Never bought dope, wrote it all in notebooks
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| The best-kept secret, somewhere that they don’t look
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| I guess I’m old fashioned like rappin' with no hooks
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| Not wifeing a chick if she bad and she don’t cook
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| Told her go roll a wood, and then smacked her on the ass
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| Carried the weight of my world, it’s under a gram
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| Got me feeling fly, and I’m just trying to land
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| Money music to my ears, that’s why we call it a band
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| And I need mine, I read lines
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| Want you out the frame, that’s how it’s been designed
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| Extras in the scene taking up screen time
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| Stick to the script, hol' up, rewind
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| I need mine, I read lines
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| Want you out the frame, that’s how it’s been designed
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| Extras in the scene taking up screen time
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| Stick to the script, hol' up, rewind
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| Yuh, I need mine (need mine)
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| Ay, I need mine (need mine)
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| Ay, I need mine (need mine)
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| I need mine
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| A quarter?
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| Need mine, re-re-rewind
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| Bitcoin, they take bitcoin at the gas station bro
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| Buy a wood with a cryptocoin
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| It’s Stik Figa, mane |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Be Kind, Rewind , by - Stik Figa. Song from the album Jewell Ave John, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп