| What if Walter White had saved Jane?
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| You haters make me feel the same thing
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| Let you live? |
| You’d be running the same games
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| So I’m a let you choke on your vomit
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| Watch the homicide, cops rubbing their chins tryna come up with who done it
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| Far from Super Man, Verbal is Clark Kent
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| Pull off the table cloth watch as it becomes my cape
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| On your mark set
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| Go, if I had a nickel for every time that I had a pickle
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| To push up out of I’d be filthier richer
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| What if everyone who got doubted got down and out
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| Stayed down and out for the count?
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| Bunch of bodies rolling down the mountain classic is
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| Classic
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| A ass kicking is a ass kicking
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| You asking for one
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| If you agitate me I’m un-
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| Flappable incapacitating you
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| Ascertaining intel that pertains to you
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| Turn a fair weather fan to a permanent patron
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| Who pays to get in pays to get in good before the goods gone
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| Cause when I write? |
| My favorite habits proving everyone wrong
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| You fair weather fans cross fingers behind backs
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| Jumping on board, where were y’all at?
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| No thanks (no thanks)
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| I’m good (I'm good)
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| Do yours (like I said)
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| I’m good (I'm good)
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| I’m trying to move units like Chevy moves Cruzes
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| Expose the heartless like Betty Lou Who’s kid
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| My rap fingers got hair triggers I’m steady with my tool kit
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| So it’s best if you avoid any unnecessary movements
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| I know there’s people betting that he loses
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| But for every fuckboy 20 fuck heavy with the music
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| I hear more gossip than hairdressers
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| And people only go to ball games in fair weather
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| Before I ever fucked with Mello
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| I could barely get a fucking «What's up?» |
| or a «Hello»
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| Now every other day I got people sending their demos
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| Telling me I touch more chords than Tom Morello
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| I’m happy that people coming around
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| Just don’t be the type to get up and leave when I’m down and out
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| Capricorns are loyal to a fault
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| So I expect the same back whenever loyalties involved
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| Step by step get my feet off the ground
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| Till there ain’t nothing left and I reach for the crown
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| It wasn’t often I would see you around
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| You better be there when it all falls down |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fair Weather , by - Ugly Heroes. Song from the album Everything in Between, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп