| They took permanent vacations in Hell, if you know what I mean
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| Wow, I must have been away too long, because my feelings are dead
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| I feel no remorse…
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| Global state of mind, I’m seeing far beyond my nose
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| Ten years from now, I’ll still be around, spitting my flows
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| Ten years from now, you’ll be a memory that no one knows
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| I don’t feel sorry for you niggas, my feelings are cold
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| People dying — life goes on, it’s…
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| Nothing you can do about it, just be strong, yeah
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| Dead-weight niggas try to pull you down with ‘em
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| They like psychic vampires, suck the life out you
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| Mentally, I’m focused, think like a Marine
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| Oorah, I ride or die for shit that I believe, like…
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| Nobody could stop me
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| I’m the illest rapper probably on the earth, niggas copy
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| Every line that I draw, these rappers is frauds
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| My artwork expensive, they cannot afford
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| RSVP, Circa 2012
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| How dare a nigga to try and stop me, give him Hell
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| Oh, word? |
| They put a hit out on me?
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| Give ‘em Hell
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| They wanna threaten my wellbeing?
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| Give ‘em Hell
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| And tell Satan throw some heat rocks up For the world’s most hottest rapper spitting flames like a volcano
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| Yeah, they wanna turn on me?
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| Give ‘em Hell
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| They wanna stretch me out in the street?
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| Give ‘em Hell
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| And tell Satan throw some heat rocks up For the world’s most hottest rapper spitting flames like a volcano
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| Aye yo, aye yo, they know, they know
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| I’ll blow a nigga away like tornados
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| Niggas with me, they move whenever I say so Watch out for the D’s, unmarked cars and plainclothes
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| Niggas must be crazy, they gone off that yayo
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| Maybe smoking stones, I don’t know, I’ll be okay, though
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| I’m God’s solider, devil’s apostle, it’s harvest time
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| You reap what you sew when you cross the line
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| It’s beyond repair — I am so beyond fear
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| That shit is childish, do what you must, niggas beware
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| I am — slippery when wet off that ‘maldehyde
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| Smoke a Dutch full of dust, pull a homo
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| Niggas wouldn’t side with you if they knew what I know
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| I can see you bullshit niggas with my eyes closed
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| I’ve got a deadly rap
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| So these jokers wanna ruin my time, I’ll handle that |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Give Em Hell, artist - The Alchemist. Album song Rapper's Best Friend 3: An Instrumental Series, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп