| (Can you make the right choice
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| Can you make a change?
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| Tryna honour codes when we play the game)
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| I never like to hold a grudge because the weight is heavy
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| I never liked the fact that I can feel the hate possess me
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| Why lose faith in yourself, follow the nature that dwells
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| Close to your heart, and you could find the way to excel
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| I came for the belt
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| I’m grading myself
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| Even if I’m taking a L
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| I’m learning like I had the plates on
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| And had to slam the brakes on
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| Based on a sci-fi novel no one ever read
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| It’s real life as you see it
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| Don’t worry it appears close
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| It’s just another very distant memory
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| I’m finding the future alive in the music
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| It’s vibrant and moving, and life is improving
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| I’m taking steps!
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| I only promise I ain’t making threats
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| Save your breath, man, them sore losers wanna blame the rest
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| When
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| They make comparisons and your grade is F
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| Pressure, picking up the pace again, I barely break a sweat
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| I’m trying to remain while the new are here
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| See the pressure’s on the change like a souvenir
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| It’s hard to endure, tryna get signed like a in-store
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| Most seem blind to what they’re in for
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| Never sell yourself short if you know the profit
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| Hits coming off the green like I overshot it
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| We knew the logic
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| And want it like my olders got it
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| When it comes to real work, you can tell who’s on it
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| Uninspiring
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| From the sight eyeing him,
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| Cyanide lines would be supplying him
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| Defend the art I put my whole life into
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| Can tell from the start that loyalty ain’t in you
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| If only they knew
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| The real see through
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| To the fake standards that they wanna hold 'em up too
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| It ain’t surprising,, you’re capsizing
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| The figures on the posts of the Owls keep rising!
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| Can you make the right choice, can you make a change?
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| Can you take the weight, can you make a gain?
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| We tryna honour codes when we play the games
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| Stay shining light so the truth won’t fade away
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| Can you make the right choice, can you make a change?
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| Can you take the weight, can you make your gain?
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| We tryna honour codes when we play the games
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| Stay shining light so the truth won’t fade away
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| This the game that’s really gonna make your path change
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| Looking for the exit out, we moving to a stargate
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| You’re looking for some parking, I’ll be darting in a fast lane
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| That’s the time I’m living in, this mission is so fast-paced
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| Always on a next ting, it’s the vision that’ll get you in position
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| For the place you wanna live in; |
| If you ain’t got vision then you’ll stay in
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| the place you eat, sleep and shit in
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| So, listen, I tell it how it is, not how it isn’t
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| Under rain clouds in Britain it’s a strange sound I’m bringing
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| Yet it resonates within 'em from the underground
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| System, with the gutter-sounding wisdom
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| So they elevate with instinct, I’m original, no imprint
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| Every millisecond’s different
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| Bring the colour like I’m pigment
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| Paint the soundscape in an instant
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| With The Four Owls imprint my instinct is addictive
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| Our decisions make a difference, it’s on you to show persistence
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| Your choice, your existence!
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| The game’s a bitch, but I married it
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| Give a fuck if you can hold it down, man, I wanna see you carry it
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| Twinkle eyes, see them hypnotised by glamour-shit
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| A thin line between rep and acting like a sket, can they manage it?
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| It weighs heavy, so I slay about 5-a-day and stay ready while these goons
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| slip-and-slide away
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| They’re piss-weak so here’s Shit’s Creek
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| Singing to them
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| Guardian of the arts and my heart says I should bring it to 'em
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| Everyone gets into this for different reasons
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| Some wanna get the Ps and get to leaving
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| Or front like fake Gs and chuck the cheese in
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| I dunno what’s funnier or worse
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| Them or the fact that people actually believe them
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| I do this because I love this, don’t put nothing above this
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| There’s names for dames that’s all about the change
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| So, what’s up, bitch? |
| Gold digger
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| I’m just speaking from the soul
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| And punching through to make the hole bigger
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| Chuck you couple 'Go figures'
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| Can you make the right choice, can you make a change?
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| Can you take the weight, can you make a gain?
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| We tryna honour codes when we play the games
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| Stay shining light so the truth won’t fade away
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| Can you make the right choice, can you make a change?
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| Can you take the weight, can you make your gain?
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| We tryna honour codes when we play the games
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| Stay shining light so the truth won’t fade away |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Honour Codes , by - The Four Owls. Song from the album Nocturnal Instinct, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп