| Do you feel that I’m feeling?
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| Do, do you feel that I’m being free
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| And I’m thinking free?
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| Yes
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| Do, do-
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| I actually don’t think you’re thinking anything
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| Baby, we’re gonna try and see (Conductor)
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| If we’re still here
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| (Conductor, Conductor, Conductor)
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| Ayo, I’m drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah, Allah)
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| They can’t fuck with me, Allah (Ayo, ayo)
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| I’m drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah)
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| I rebirth the fuck out these niggas
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| I’m drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (FLYGOD)
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| Puttin' holes and stains on these niggas (Ah)
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| I’m drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Brrt)
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| Ayo, bullets hangin' over, word to Jesus, Mary, Joseph (Doot, doot, doot, doot,
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| doot, doot)
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| Moses sandals, Valentino camo with the eagles posin' (Ah)
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| Posted by the samples, fiends trample
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| «West, you got that Van Gogh with the stamp, yo?»
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| Extra-extra hot from Nando’s, Dadas with the five-panel
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| Prada bucket with the triangle (Ah)
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| Hung the nigga, his Supreme fives dangle, my eyes lay low
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| Low-top Fear of Gods with the drawstrings, please
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| If you could cook one or two when I shop, by all means
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| Ayo, back-to-back Bentaygas (Skrrt), rockin' flavors, jewelry on me major
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| Name one greater, city full of neighbors, but they seem like strangers (Ah)
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| Shoot him now, we meet in Vegas (Brrt), hundred shots to drop him painless
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| (Brrt)
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| Hundred pots we watch, so say less, Mama used to shop at Payless
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| Tucked it up, that’s just the dangers, bakin' soda used for yay
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| Come fuckin' with me, nigga, say what? |
| Adam Cole was fightin' Bálor (Ah)
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| Dapper Dan, my Gucci tailored, Balmain ankle traced to sailors
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| Fuck the cops, you niggas failures (Fuck the police), funerals to sing to Hell
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| Yeah, I don’t even gotta tell you (Uh-uh, doot, doot)
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| (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
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| Ayo, I’m drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah)
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| I love symmetry, so I broke his face in half
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| I’m drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah)
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| The WatchTV on all over the lab
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| Most villainous, my city is the deadliest
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| I’m drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes
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| New York City notorious like the Congo
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| Machete to his neck like I work for El Chapo
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| Torch your house down while you and your family asleep
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| Put you out your sorrow, just call me Plum Pyro
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| Well, the thing about being the very best is
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| If, if you ever start in your own mind to say you’re not the one
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| If you’re not the very best in your own mind
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| Then you’re gonna be a loser in the ring
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| There’s nothing personal with the Road Warriors
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| This doesn’t mean there’s dissension within the Legion of Doom?
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| No, this is a business, man, I’m in here for money |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rebirth , by - Westside Gunn. Song from the album Flygod Is An Awesome God 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп