| Fly right to space, I might catch a case
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| I be higher than a spaceship, but as soon as the base hits
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| I become an escapist, back to the basics
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| Hip hop base and a project basement
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| How you seen god if you never feel base kid?
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| Meditation, transcendental, my band is the band of bands since furmentals
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| Yoga, yogi, cigar stogies, picturing your crib and they try to fold me
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| Tibet, the bomb, the sonic homes, project hallways, taj mahong
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| Die academy, die trust comedy, ain’t shit funny
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| Broke dying in poverty
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| Honestly, follow me, quick to astrology
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| Fin away crazy and crash the economy
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| Fuck the odyssey and the economic policy
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| Feeling I’m …inside of me
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| I am cosmic, I am costance, I am conscious
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| I am cating, toxic, and I love to talk shit
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| It’s fucked up you can pend on me
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| New nike gear and Nintendo Wii
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| Geezy, weezy, keezy, breezy
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| Fuck me, I wanna kill my tv
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| Niggas in paris, niggas entertain, make a nigga embarrass
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| Where was the science, righteous, lost the rebellion, defiance
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| Relying on crack babes, to make a difference, the impact crazy
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| Praise be with a g erase me, cause all this bullshit they don’t phase me
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| Whole rappin was spectacle, they call in the vegetable
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| What you did was regrettable, and just because you black
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| Don’t make it acceptable
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| Incredible ignorance, endangers the innocent
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| All for the bejamins, manipulating minds for the monetary benefit
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| I am cosmic, I am costance, I am conscious
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| I am cating, toxic, and I love to talk shit
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| Home black, same brother, just cause we the same colors
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| Still I pump motherfucker, live like a man don’t die like a sucker
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| Never stutter, stand by your word, respect the game or else get served
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| Kid you got some nerves, … another man that was raised in the burbs
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| Brace treated, call me a hater, sell out your people for profit and paper
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| Ain’t nothing sacred, living in the state of supreme self hatred
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| We’re doing it to ourselves, without the white men’s help
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| In and out the jail, how the fuck you raise a son inside of a cell
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| We’re doing it to ourselves, without the white men’s help
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| In and out the jail, how the fuck you raise a son inside of a cell? |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mandingo Rally, artist - The White Mandingos. Album song The Ghetto Is Tryna Kill Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп