| Goddamnit can’t stand it
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| Won’t have it fake rappers can’t hack it
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| With the axe and both slaps
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| Backstabbers don’t matter just cheddar
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| Like swing batter batter swing batter batter
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| Havin lot of beef in the battle through your dreams
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| And it seems that it’ll hit you’ll never be better MNE rather
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| It’ll be scattered when the breathe batter
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| Like I’m the batter
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| Fuck it just what I’m seeing with a green hammer
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| Leaving it all to me and ima remedy your gene path
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| Fuck it let the beef happen
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| Feeling anti-hero
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| Ima let the hold in the soul hit zero
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| All the glitters and gold is it in your window
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| You been lookin in a cracked mirror not a clear window
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| And thought that too many times ive been the victim and lost
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| And my mindsets ready to win no matter cost
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| And I might get lost in the maze of life these days and the hurdles I continue
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| to come across keep prayin
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| You could be that strong, you could have that strength, you could move them
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| lives
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| You can sing them songs
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| People know your shit
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| Heads here and there in line
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| Lines of cokeheads attendin focus
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| And love and respect to those who take notice
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| Beat down and hopeless
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| Left to drown in an ocean we part like moses
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| That’s the power of the passion of poets
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| When the limelights on here hell yeah better go bitch
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| We the ninjas in the mopeds
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| We the dopest in the showbiz
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| Y’all better know this
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| I see em smilin when they hatin me
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| Now I’m breaking away from everything
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| I watch my dreams turn to dust
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| People turnin their backs on us
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| And now we don’t know who to trust now
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| I see em smilin when they hatin me
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| Now I’m breaking away from everything
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| I watch my dreams turn to dust
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| People turnin their backs on us
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| And now we don’t know who to trust now
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| You don’t wanna fuck with us
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| You don’t fuck with us
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| Come get it
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| You don’t wanna fuck with us
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| You don’t fuck with us
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| Goddamnit
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| You don’t wanna fuck with us
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| You don’t fuck with us
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| Goddamnit
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| You don’t wanna fuck with us
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| You don’t fuck with us
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| Always last in your thoughts of course
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| Rarely seen in the scheme shown off
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| No not me not the R.O.C
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| In the vast of seas while I roughly breathe
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| Social merge the purge
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| And my music’s absurd
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| Tryna have the nerve
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| To wanna see my urge
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| Eatin up my word
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| Faceplant this verse
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| Never stop the hurt
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| Words all on earth
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| Them shit stain
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| No dream of nightmare
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| Compare the revenant appear but you ain’t comin back
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| That’s no threat but facts
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| Who’s in the back of the back
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| Lurkin adrenaline black
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| Bitch me R.O.C
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| You still dont see its cool with me
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| Ain’t no need to try to touch
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| Because we scream don’t fuck with us
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| Then you gone bitch
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| I see em smilin when they hatin me
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| Now I’m breaking away from everything
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| I watch my dreams turn to dust
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| People turnin their backs on us
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| And now we don’t know who to trust now
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| I see em smilin when they hatin me
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| Now I’m breaking away from everything
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| I watch my dreams turn to dust
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| People turnin their backs on us
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| And now we don’t know who to trust now
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| My heart my soul my passion
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| My work my hustle my grind
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| Tunnel vision and I keep goin mashin
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| Never stop since the day i been signed
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| On a thin line tryna get mine
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| I combine to a lace so I’m speeding up mine
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| Now I’m eating off rounds
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| You’re repeating all lines from the death of my mind
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| I’m a whole different kind I know
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| When I’m on stage and screamin out go
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| You feel a rush I feel when I flow
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| MNE bitch and if you ain’t know
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| I’m still here show to show with my bros
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| Deep roll and I move like a dozer
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| To the top and its only getting closer
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| Fuck money, fuck fame, fuck hoes
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| We gonna tear down till the whole shows over
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| Got a bitch runnin below and cock your lady
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| Got a meltdown then I catch master the baby
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| I don’t trust myself in a world unjust
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| Gotta tip scales sound so in my hell that I fell
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| In a nightmare riggin gorillaville feeling just strange
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| Both legs got pegs then I ran uphill
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| Got a roundhouse take your teeth out
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| Blow your house down cryin out
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| Wildin when you let the inner beast out
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| You go and hide behind your Cheshire smile
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| We ask doctors gonna get turned and high
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| I’m surgical when I murderply
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| Y’all lost in the bottom of my turning tide
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| I been bred to be the one that sees your mind and give the fucks so redefine
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| You need to cut and fillin my cup in this offer rises blood for blood
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| I see em smilin when they hatin me
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| Now I’m breaking away from everything
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| I watch my dreams turn to dust
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| People turnin their backs on us
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| And now we don’t know who to trust now
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| I see em smilin when they hatin me
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| Now I’m breaking away from everything
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| I watch my dreams turn to dust
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| People turnin their backs on us
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| And now we don’t know who to trust now |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Fxck Wit Us, artist - Twiztid. Album song Twiztid Presents: Year of the Sword, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп