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Adam Maniac
Исполнитель
Alan Galit
Исполнитель
Raymond Marcel Ramirez
Ведущий вокал
Islam Yaraliev
Программирование
Vadim Galitenko
Программирование
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Raymond Marcel Ramirez
Автор песен
Islam Yaraliev
Автор песен
Vadim Galitenko
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Adam Maniac
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Alan Galit
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I can't keep on fucking with these lames
'Cause they just test me
Talk about your ice, lil' bitch
That shit does not impress me
Walk 'round with a limp
Because my pockets way too heavy
I used to sell bricks
I got my bag and now we set, G
I ain't the same as you
Ain't playin' the same games as you
There's really no taming me
But I do not think that is the same for you
We ridin' around on our bullshit
Clutchin' on grips, on the good shit
We can come back anytime
But we 'bout to unload a full clip, uh
Tomboys gotta do all they can
Just to get to you to show fear
That's why I never sleep covering my ears
Everything you say, you could bet that I hear
Look around all day, who stares?
Can't I make this clearer?
I'm a real dog, boxed up
Grew up, I don't hang with lames
I don't have no peers
I can't keep on fucking with these lames
'Cause they just test me
Talk about your ice, lil' bitch
That shit does not impress me
Walk 'round with a limp
Because my pockets way too heavy
I used to sell bricks
I got my bag and now we set, G
All they can
Just to get to you to show fear
That's why I never sleep covering my ears
Everything you say, you could bet that I hear
Look around all day, who stares?
Can't I make this clearer?
I'm a real dog, boxed up
Grew up, I don't hang with lames
I don't have no peers
I can't keep on fucking with these lames
'Cause they just test me
Talk about your ice, lil' bitch
That shit does not impress me
Walk 'round with a limp
Because my pockets way too heavy
I used to sell bricks
I got my bag and now we set, G
I can't keep on fucking with these lames
'Cause they just test me
Talk about your ice, lil' bitch
That shit does not impress me
Walk 'round with a limp
Because my pockets way too heavy
I used to sell bricks
I got my bag and now we set, G
Writer(s): Islam Yaraliev, Raymond Marcel Ramirez, Vadim Galitenko
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