| My theatrical Nerada
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| Power life is a battery in my back no charger
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| I’ve already got the juice
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| Kids are learning from my verses like I’m Dr. Seuss
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| I’ll make it constant Moose
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| Even if they’re only baby steps
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| It’s true, I might procrastinate like a lazy Shleck
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| 'Cause I like to celebrate
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| Like it’s time to wet the baby’s head
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| And I’m sayin' everyday’s a blessing
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| I don’t need to chase success
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| Cheap thrills and simple pleasures and little measures
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| I’m tryna eat 'til I’m big as Barefoot Contessa
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| Whatever the weather, grinnin' like a cat from Cheshire
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| Instead of remi’scing my living it’s out my leisure
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| Far from lap of luxury but keep a comfy seat
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| Plus equality, company, life’s a bloody b**ch
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| F**k being uppity, like, when will the struggle cease?
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| Until the reaper comes for me, catch me on the sea-
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| Line yeah
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| We keep it rolling along
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| Actin' like we never know when to stop
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| People love the way we play it, understate it
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| Never over the top
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| Smooth as brown liquor over the rocks
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| Pour it over the rocks
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| Hit the floor, you’ve gotta show what you’ve got
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| And start letting off steam before you’re blowin' your top
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| And swig a shot, get it quoff, you won’t go in to shop
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| Just sip a brown liquor over the rocks
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| Pour it over the rocks
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| Crazy on the JD
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| Heavy on the Henny
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| If my liver could parade me it’d be yelling
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| Like enough already
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| I’m on stage always rocking steady
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| Delivery is stayin' clean even when the liquor’s got me sweaty
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| You’ve got a problem Benny
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| Nah I’m cool even when my drool’s 99 per cent rocket fuel
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| Going crazy hard like I’m tryna drain the bar
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| Hit the maker’s mark like I’m Ricky in the trailer park
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| I like drinking, often it’s a pint that I’m swigging
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| Doesn’t mean I’m down for fist fighting and binging
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| Freestylin' I can get loose when I’m spittin'
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| I’m chillin', must be the brew that I be sippin'
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| Ever get the feeling like it’s never enough?
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| Well not me because it’s never a crutch
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| Pour the liqour on the rocks
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| Maybe roll the fresh crock
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| Call me primitive as bedrock
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| I just like getting off my headlocks
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| Yeah, we keep it rolling along
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| Actin' like we never know when to stop
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| People love the way we play it, understate it
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| Never over the top
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| Smooth as brown liquor over the rocks
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| Pour it over the rocks
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| Hit the floor, you’ve gotta show what you’ve got
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| And start letting off steam before you’re blowin' your top
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| And swig a shot, get it quoff, you won’t go in to shop
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| Just sip a brown liquor over the rocks
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| Pour it over the rocks |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Over the Rocks (feat. Dr. Syntax) , by - The Mouse Outfit. Song from the album Escape Music, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп