| No one can see me, or really feel me
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| Yall can just hear me and try and be like me
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| But what you think is way off my center
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| Life makes me mad and I feel like a splinter I bounce
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| Try and find an ounce of the answers
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| Never get that though I just want my chance to be satisfied
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| What’s it gonna take?
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| Fools think I’m ungrateful cause everything looks great
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| Perfection, that’s what I strive for I won’t settle for less
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| I jump then I dive for the next best thing
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| I think its the conquest
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| Usually conquer that feeling unimpressed I never rest
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| I’m zoned in on my own flaws known as raw
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| But I hate most all I’ve ever done
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| Still I’m feelin like I’m the one
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| I get the underground thing and people are having fun
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| I’m part of that, that’s where my heart is at beating
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| Reaching you when I’m constantly seeking new angles
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| Man I take out the tangles and redirect just where the pain goes
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| I wanna paint the perfect picture
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| I wanna paint the perfect picture
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| I wanna paint the perfect picture
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| Paint the perfect picture
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| You take the high road, I’ll blaze the trail
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| Paint with my fingers and hammer with no nails
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| I want symmetry, and logical equations
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| Many precious memories from flawless days in time
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| I’m nearly 27 in my prime
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| Making good decisions and giving what’s mine
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| To be living today
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| That’s some freaky ass shit
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| I wouldn’t trade it for nothin though
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| Truly its a gift as I sift through my worries
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| I find that I’m lucky
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| Grateful God stuck me with some talent
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| I balance that together with what I’ve learned my way
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| Hoping it will take me where I need to go
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| (Hook)
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| Let me know the combo
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| Hit me with the convo
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| It takes to please all and still feel tall
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| Everybody’s talking bout everybody’s rappin
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| And everybody’s actin like they’re so fresh
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| I wanna be that man
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| You can’t say shit too except damn
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| You’re where I wanna get to and
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| If you can, help me out a little
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| Id love to man
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| Get his hand up out the middle of these thoughts of pure poetry
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| Simple abstractions, make what’s hard easy
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| Infractions, reactions to this
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| They are positive and so I move on
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| Cause I’m knowin I got a lot to live for
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| And that I can’t stand for nothing
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| Forever speakin truth over somethin that’s bumpin
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| I said I can’t stand for nothin
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| I bring the underdog into the function
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| (Hook)
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| I have dreams of painting pictures so vivid
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| They make haters go livid
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| So major these pictures they reach
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| Under the dirt to the roof they speak
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| Hope, to abide but died
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| True colors never lied they cried
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| Real stories have now turned legend
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| For every person I painted to the heavens
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| Reach down and recognize this freak sound
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| I got the power to make life grow
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| The natural formula of letters show my bright soul
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| I’m innocent, artistic and rightfully here |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Moves That Make Me , by - The Grouch. Song from the album Crusader for Justice, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп