| Now welcome to my world, little boys and girls
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| I would like to take the time and thank you for my referral
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| The west coast summons me, right
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| Well I’m here to tend the wound like a bucket of ice (Go)
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| I wake 'em up, throw some Z’s on it
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| I make 'em bounce with the lean on it
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| I’ll make a crip throw a 'B' on it
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| I’ll make a blood throw a 'C' on it
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| It’s FV, you wanna be on it (Never!)
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| I’m calling the shots now, locking the block down
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| Getting bucked like a dollar bill, come and follow
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| I’m getting money but fuck the dollar
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| I ain’t flossing, I’m romping, got a problem? |
| Holla'
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| I’m just here to make a few changes
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| Rearrange this rap game 'cause it’s been tainted
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| While you cookie cutting niggas spitting candy of the beat
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| I’ma heat it up like 'wave and go Miami on the beat
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| Now take a trip through the mind of a nigga
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| You must see the signs of a killer, it’s too far gone
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| I said, take a trip through the mind of a nigga
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| You must see the signs of a killer, ooh killer
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| Now, there’s something I should address, sum up
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| The game’s drunk and I mean fucked up
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| Too many niggas wanna bang but they can’t dunk
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| Too many niggas wanna ball but they just suck
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| Too many niggas selling out like an auction
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| I should pop 'em like a tag, I’m not shopping
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| You got swag? |
| That’s cool with me
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| But let me tell you why you shouldn’t fool with me
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| Test me, I smash a nigga like Pepsi
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| Hardbody baby, knock the niggas into next week
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| A prodigy causing havoc like I’m
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| You want that real rap shit, come get involved with me
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| 'Cause I’ma get 'em geek like nerdy
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| Jerk 'em like beef 'cause I’m flyer than a bird be
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| You heard me, I’m putting down on you niggas
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| Now why do I even come around for you niggas?
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| Now take a trip through the mind of a nigga
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| You must see the signs of a killer, it’s too far gone
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| I said, take a trip through the mind of a nigga
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| You must see the signs of a killer, ooh killer
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| Look see, I’m ill like Wayne with a germ on him
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| And smooth like Snoop Dogg with a perm on him
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| See, I can rock it like L with no shirt on it
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| But I don’t want your girl to trip like she’s failing on me
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| I’ve got the baton but I ain’t gon' pass it on
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| I smoke big kush blunts then ash 'em off
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| I tell a girl with no hands to come and jack me off
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| I love college but I fucking hate Asher Roth
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| I’m fiending to crack a bottle like Marshall
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| And getting drunk as fuck and do a hundred in the carpool
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| C’mon baby girl, we don’t have to argue
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| I just wanna fuck and forget you like Sarah Marshall
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| I live my life according to no rules
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| With the old school touch, I’m fresher than Whole Foods
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| Don’t forget, write a note about it
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| It’s FV, welcome to my world, whatchu know about it?
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| Now take a trip through the mind of a nigga
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| You must see the signs of a killer, it’s too far gone
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| I said, take a trip through the mind of a nigga
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| You must see the signs of a killer, ooh killer |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Too Far Gone , by - Swizzz. Song from the album Haywire, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп