| Yeah, more lower
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| Yeah, one-two, more lower
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| One-two, yeah, look, yeah
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| Yeah, this dummy ask if she can touch the jewelry
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| Get out my (mit) your man is actin' like a fuckin' stoolie
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| Bury me in the golden urn I’m The Last Tamuli
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| Y’all don’t really want the fuckin' drama this is not kabuki
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| I squash fifty-seven y’all while playin' racket ball
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| Maybe y’all was playin' Dragon Ball and sniffin' Adderall
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| The cuete little but it splash 'em like a cannon ball
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| Sanskrit and Mushika Dynasty it canon, all
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| You play your mother basement while I play the corner
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| I like a massive body count and have my things in order
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| I rob Peter to pay Paul just to pay the pauper
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| I have my Jewish lawyer there so he could gauge the offer
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| I sent my Costa Rican shooter out the (plug to hellion) (?)
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| The mic in my face outside the court like Doug Llewelyn
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| You tryin' to go to war with somebody who Machiavellian
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| You tryin' to go to war with someone who a black Sicilian
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| Shots gon' fly-y-y
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| Ya better get lo-o-ow
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| Ya wanna ask why-y-y
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| Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo!)
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| Yeah, look, yeah
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| Divine hands serve the blind man like Lazarillo
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| Shells coverin' his body like an armadillo
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| I got some Savatruza bangin' out in amarillo
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| It’s hard to grasp, ahki why you tryin' to pawn my (minnow) (?)
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| I’ll have my lawyer eat the case like he was Bob Shapiro
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| The axe bloody it’ll cut you like a Masahiro
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| Goretex military how we rock apparel
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| This a murder archetype that’s why I shot the sparrow
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| We ain’t the same ahki, we a different cell type
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| Goofy’s gon' fall for the banana in the tail pipe
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| Doing 2301 is how you earn your jail stripes
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| I can smell a rat and mafucker you don’t smell right
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| Them Jack boys lookin' sloppy tryin' to retire Papi
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| Cause motherfuckers here before you like Passamaquoddy
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| Every bar is animated like it’s Myazaki
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| Whatever live inside the body die inside the body
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| Toma!
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| Shots gon' fly-y-y (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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| Ya better get lo-o-ow (Hijo de puta)
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| Ya wanna ask why-y-y (Yeah! Stallone, salute)
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| Ya mama cry no-o-o (Chinaski Black, salute, yeah)
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| Shots gon' fly-y-y
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| Ya better get lo-o-ow
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| Ya wanna ask why-y-y
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| Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo!) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cero Miedo , by - Vinnie Paz. Song from the album As Above so Below, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп