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| tired of all this shit, God
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| Channel you wanna come out?
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| Niggas betta respect this shit
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| I see, I see the same ol' rap cats gettin real lame
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| Same ol' funny cats, radio Cats
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| Dummy Squads
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| Get one gold record step in the party hard
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| Like Tyson with ten body guards
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| Quiet stormin, we still countin enourmous odds
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| One enter this shit, in a sence represent
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| Just the sun drenched the gods up
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| Kept his law start date March 5th nineteen ninety nine
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| Mighty Healthy, wealthy for fine
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| Braveheart, veins, respect mines
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| Before the war happened we connect to your glass spines
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| And as we bash heads, clash nines, who said you could use my lines?
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| Who said you could rock my Wu sings?
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| The golden eye chastisment
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| Supreme team shit
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| Spy versus spy shit
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| Small crimes comitted
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| Tryin it wit my shines on
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| Gimme mines
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| Suppost to be comin wit proper flows son
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| Over the hill, headed with thrill on elephants
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| Till the buffalo guns
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| The greatest of all times
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| This time, I’m not go’n say no names
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| If you not one of the same I suggest you
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay off my stage, stay in your lane
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| If you ain’t from the grain
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| If you ain’t my main man like RZA
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your lane
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| The run-away train double the sting
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| Me and Edith stay beneath us
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| Flip like Batman and Bruce Wayne
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| Don’t take my kindness for weakness
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| 36 peak shit
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| Sweetness, ride the bridges skim the bubbles real fridged
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| Don’t get mad couse we lived it
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| As our dog we don’t trouble you
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| Tell your bitch and your friends respect that «W» too
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| Y’all make me sick
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| Renegade chicks, strap a grenade to my dick
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| This shit is feather
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| Stuck in a high, but more callibre job
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| To rip your best in half
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| We arm wrestle you till you beg
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| Pop your legs in the pretzel
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| The one in the flames and came out the drain
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| I suggest that you
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay off my stage, stay in your lane
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| If you ain’t from the grain
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| If you ain’t my main man like RZA
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your lane
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| The rain of Spain falls mainly on the plane
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| Ready to bake this shit
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| Snake verse crane
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| Detrail me, hope I fell
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| I’m hot on your tail people
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| You can’t be the light
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| I came to Earth first by a meteorite
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| Frog, analog non descript, I gently empty the clip
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| Crack the whip, rip you from your lips to your hips
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| Chip for some men off, you fake dreds
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| Action bitches about me and my black belt degree in rappin
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| I make a whole lot of shit happen
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| The moister peal, oyster vapors
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| Ember on papers
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| Still scalpin
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| Y’all piggy backin snakes
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| Jiggy rap
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| Shinin like 'Pac, a whole fuckin album
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| This time, through the flames of triumph
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| Through the flames of triumph
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| I ain’t go’n play no games
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| I ain’t go’n play no games but I suggest you
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay off my stage, stay in your lane
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| If you ain’t from the grain
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| If you ain’t my main man like RZA
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your lane
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| Mothafucka stay in your lane
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| You ain’t from the grain
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| If you ain’t my main man like RZA
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your lane
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| Stay in your fuckin lane
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| Niggas
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| Bang bang |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stay in Your Lane , by - U-God. Song from the album Golden Arms Redemption, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп