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The Impalas

Score: 12
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Played: 55

Album:

Massive Hits of the '50s Jukebox Era, Volume 2

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Lyrics:

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[Verse 1] I'm from Brooklyn Vandal bedrock Scandal bedlam Broken burnt up New New York speak New speak, true speak Universe dirt, burnt a loose leaf Bomb the casba Bring the bleeders Sanity fist fuck such allegiance Born a trashman Grew in garbage Mutant hostage Do the knowledge [Hook] I see you all regardless I know what lies are like I might have been born yesterday, sir But I stayed up all night I see you all regardless I know this time's a fright We may have been born yesterday, friends But we stayed up all night, right? [Verse 2] I'm a young man I want happy We deserve that Dream collapsing I'm just one man So damn angry True confusion Scared what truth is Hide your foil Hide your face Say "hi, horseman" Highest stakes High again Well, how 'bout that? Well, how the fuck else can I react? [Hook] [Verse 3] El, you're too preachy You don't reach me Right and wrong's hard You say easy? Look, they made me I was normal On some rap shit Up rock back spin Pause, collapse then Back to windmill Innocent thrill So old fashioned We're all deranged I'm no different I wish my hope still existed Run the blades Nexus six shit Life span program final digits You're my daddy You'll protect me I need guidance to live correctly I can't fight you Feed me ether I'm your servant You're the teacher (Yo, what the fuck, El?) Oops, so sorry That's the implant talking for me [Hook]