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  • Текст песни Deuce - Walk Alone

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    You want my life, you wanna take away what's mine
    But I got my rights and I'll keep singin' 'till the sun don't rise

    Verse 1 :
    It's like a game for me to watch you suffer in pain
    It's my favorite thing, and I'ma do this shit 'till you're slain
    You could go and ask God, even he wants you dead
    I'll put you into shame every time that my pen hits the paper
    Mista Mista I'm the new Docta Davis, who tries to rap, but can't even sing
    The only time he sounds good is when he's spreadin' his rumors
    Fillin' up his beer gutt with the last of his Cooler's
    Yeah Right, Dumb Man, don't you ever compare me to you
    I'm the next Dre, you're that dude who can (?)
    And now you're chokin' 'cause your career is over for you
    I fuckin' smoked you, both you, don't you got something
    better to do than they tell each other who's cuter
    Mr Cool Dude, oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that your mom's a loose bitch
    And her two kids can suck my dick, you know who this is!

    Chorus:
    As I walk alone.. I still sing for tomorrow
    Don't you forget that when I meet you, there won't be no sorrow
    These streets are cold, but this lonely road I follow
    I'm not scared, 'cause I know I'm comin' home tomorrow

    Verse 2:
    Hello? Dr. Drew says he don't like me
    If he's got a problem with my penis, he can bite me
    Motherfuckers think 'cause I'm on the radio
    They can buy me and put these asse's right beside me
    You think I'ma sit here lying Fuck that
    I ain't gonna let no psychologist pump back in my city nine milly milly singin' with me
    I got the truth and the spirit, you can try to hear me
    There's a certain magic when I spit and only few can match it,
    'Cause I'm right above the ceiling, it's a normal habit
    That's why these people say I killed their fake God (?)
    So take up all these feelings, so when you need me
    Just say, "How you doin'?"
    I don't need that other crap about how u grew up
    and You can take the other route and just say "Wow you Blew up "
    But behind my back, you're sayin', "How the fuck did he do it"

    Chorus:

    As I walk alone.. I still sing for tomorrow
    Don't you forget that when I meet you, there won't be no sorrow
    These streets are cold, but this lonely road I follow
    I'm not scared, 'cause I know I'm comin' home tomorrow

    Verse 3:
    Yo, some may view me as a villain,
    They treat me like a felon
    So music's like a weapon
    My mind is like my senses
    I know when they pretend shit
    Acting like it's friendship
    Kiss my fucking necklace
    ask Joe hes my motherfucking witness
    in every single line I spit I spit like I'm 2pac and shit
    but yeah, I'm still rocking it, still walking it
    They ask Deuce, "Why you talking it?"

    Chorus:
    As I walk alone.. I still sing for tomorrow
    Don't you forget that when I meet you, there won't be no sorrow
    These streets are cold, but this lonely road I follow
    I'm not scared, 'cause I know I'm comin' home tomorrow

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