| Check it out, I want you to feel me, baby
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| Want you to understand me, baby
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| This is it, yo, no bullshit, no jokes, no games
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| This is it, yo, fo real, I see it happenin', man
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| It’s about to go down for all of us, fo' real
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| I see you swingin', I see you noddin' to it
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| It’s about to go down for us, word up, man
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| We almost home, we almost at the finish line, nigga
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| It feel good, don’t it? |
| Oh, yo, and it’s over
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| I can go home and chill, feel it, yo
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| It’s a long process from bar 1 to bar 16
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| And writin' in my notebook from morn' to evenin'
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| But my fam' still not believin'
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| In my bed late at night with my eyes closed, often dreamin'
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| And zoned out, I’m goin' out, fuck it, I’m home now
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| Arrestin' the rhythm, I’m a rollin' stone now
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| Makin' my own way from stone cold days and long nights
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| But who could feel my sacrifice?
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| 'Cause they ain’t half as nice and couldn’t understand
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| How I feel when I’m on the track board turnin' the knob switch
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| Moms keep talkin' that old 'Get a real job' shit
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| And that’s the kind of thinkin' Phonte got a prob' with
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| Solved it, my blood fam' on the bandwagon
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| Can’t believe the man put his plan into action
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| They rather that I choose a different plan for my passion
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| Couldn’t understand, I demand satisfaction
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| They say you might be crazy and sometimes I agree
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| You and I know that’s not all that you are
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| They say you might be crazy, selfish in power, baby
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| You and I know that’s not all that you are
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| Yo, it’s a new day, it’s time to see
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| I got a seed, Amaya, the love of my life
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| Best believe, plus I still got love for me
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| I’m doin' this for her and me, take mics and make currency
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| Steady worryin', yo, I wish I had a clone of me
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| Man, this ain’t the way it supposed to be
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| My daughter’s mom wishin' she was close to me
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| Holdin' me, instead she’s lonely and loathin'
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| Complainin' that her life’s competin' with mine
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| 'Cause I be out of the house for weeks at a time
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| And she be stuck at home playin' housewifey with an attitude
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| Before we had a kid, we should’ve had a clue
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| I fell asleep with this beat on repeat
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| Repetitively, life seems to greet me
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| I’m tryin' to be a better man, please believe me
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| Ready and God willin' if you ready to teach me
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| They say you might be crazy and sometimes I agree
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| You and I know that’s not all that you are
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| They say you might be crazy, selfish in power, baby
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| You and I know that’s not all that you are
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| Real talk, yo
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| Uh, everybody gotta way to try to be the man
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| Some write rhymes, others move kilograms
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| You ain’t tryin' to play yourself with me, neither man
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| Because I was dealt, I can play 'em with either hand
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| I gotta be the plan, put it in motion
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| A nigga on the grind, I’m proceedin' with focus
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| I know that makin' my moves ain’t a part of your plans
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| But understand that, that ain’t all that I am
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| I was lost in the trance, woke up
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| Got a call from a man with a studio he bought with a grand
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| Feel like destiny was in the palm of his hand
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| Real shit, we can all understand, check it out, yo
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| They say you might be crazy and sometimes I agree
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| You and I know that’s not all that you are
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| They say you might be crazy, selfish in power, baby
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| You and I know that’s not all that you are
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| Yeah, come on
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| All that you are, all that you are
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| All that you are, you are, you are, you are |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All That You Are , by - The Foreign Exchange. Song from the album Connected, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп