| In my past life, I was a marksman
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| The world is yours, so I keep walking
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| Life is hard but ain’t no complaining
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| Twelve gauge, get to sparking on the devil
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| Leave you in a realm of darkness
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| Precautions for soldiers for Allah
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| My niggas greedy when we on
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| Can’t get a piece of the pie, hold on
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| I drop Jews like the Sumerians
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| I have you buried in steel casket if you try to cause a threat
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| Black in select
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| Run up on me, forty hit you, bass in the chest
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| Learnt from losses but don’t ever live with regret
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| I prevail and I move onto higher course
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| Equipped with it, flatten bitches out like iron boards
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| This that straight off the block shit
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| Nine on my hip, no holster moving cautious
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| Working in the trap with no AC
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| The water don’t work, I step outside to pee
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| I feel like somebody really tryna murder me
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| Poison my food, water, can’t afford surgery
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| Like, what the fuck?
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| I know I ain’t bugging, b
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| Ion trust nobody, that’s how it gotta be
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| Its the optimistic, listen
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| Be realistic, you’re simplistic
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| Rhyme slang, my beats hitting DAWS
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| And served to
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| 'Cause I collect mail, slash a dragons tail
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| Trader Joes to make the sale
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| Spills crafted on 'em if the legends tell
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| Hazardous, we’re leaving paper trails
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| They hitting faces, pale
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| Grafted by a cool big head scientist
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| I insist, funeral violins
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| The violence is necessary for demons
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| No questions, it’s gat season
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| It’s hard to see 'cause the facts gleaming
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| Too impaired on true sight
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| Studying, brother polite
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| Gaining wisdom in new light
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| So the devil want my memory, right
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| Broke and fucked up
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| I remember them nights
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| The devil want my memory, right
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| Broke and fucked up
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| I can’t stand the hype
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| The devil want my memory, right |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Big Head Scientist, artist - Tha God Fahim. Album song Dump Goat, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп