| Simply out of this world by choice
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| The world’s too much for the soul to enjoy
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| I focus on the void and I fill it
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| Hopin' the depressed ain’t give in and give up
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| So listeners give up your ears, it’s your hero
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| From here on a heroin like high, I give off
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| Live off my lie and my lullaby
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| They itchin' for a new breath here’s the calamine
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| And I refuse to camoflauge with other guys
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| You see my mind is amused of they head noddin'
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| I so got 'em, as hypnosis of hip-hop
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| 'cause, when I talk they don’t just watch
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| I make 'em feel it, the feelin’s' unfamiliar
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| A rush of your adrenaline you can pick up a buildin'
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| You can become a killer, if properly scripted
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| The first one’s free, next time I’ll be billin' ya
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| Here go your prescription
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| Take your prescription
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| Don’t let the pain getcha
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| I swear my lane will provide as a painkiller
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| A painkiller, a 16 of Percoset
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| Just let it chill Joe
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| That lil' burn that you feel, feel good don’t it?
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| Just sit back and relax and take it easy
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| And let the beat play
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| Close your eyes, whoever uninspired
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| Pay me no mind, I put Adderol in y’all’s
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| Riddle them with Ritalin, attention deficit
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| Niggas start listenin', and what I’m givin' them
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| The drug that they brain need
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| Them niggas sick of hip-hop so they appointed me
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| And I invened but the IV inside of me
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| And ignorance was drug of choice but they OD’d
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| Couldn’t alone leave 'em
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| I am the sole leader
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| The young soul that the OG’s still believe in
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| And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them
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| I breathe life in the game, they are Kevorkian
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| They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed
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| I drew designs for consumer’s minds so in time
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| I do it for all y’all, do it for all y’all
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| Don’t gotta wait long
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| The doctor has arrived just be patient
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| Please, please
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| Here go your prescription
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| Take your prescription
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| See, they say one has to know the past to last in the present.
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| So I, bask in the weather while the presence of these laggers lend me they
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| rappin' to give gifts to my brethren.
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| My nigga this is more than a vocal booth, this is my, only truth,
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| this is my risin' up.
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| So you can ask Black Thought if I know my Roots.
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| Shit, before you? |
| uest my Love for this, just know we would play Q-Tip in the Q
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| before you knew T.I.P.
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| And before you knew T.I.P. |
| I was tippin' strippers properly to Pussy Poppin'.
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| So, when you ask me «What you know about that? |
| «, ironically I’m askin' you the
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| same question partna'.
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| I am hip-hop. |
| Past, present and future.
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| I can rap on some old Primo, sound like the present Sigo and make it feel like
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| a sequal to the new me, bitch.
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| I’m Wale, the prescription. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Prescription , by - Wale. Song from the album Attention Deficit, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп