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Calibre
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What Are The Lyrics For Calibre By Calibre?
We're suffering the calibre
We're suffering the calibre I drag me in and out, I'm my own contraband I'm catering the interests, Of a market I strongly resent How crazy is that? How crazy is that can you feel that I mess around, I f*ck it up, somehow I see us all getting administered I mess around, I f*ck it up, somehow I see We're suffering, We're suffering the calibre If these shackles are routine, Then prison is surrender We're suffering the calibre. If these shackles are routine, Then prison is surrender We're suffering the calibre I drag me in and out, I'm my own contraband I'm wired to these relays, That even I can't circumvent How crazy is that? How crazy is that can you feel that I mess around, I f*ck it up, Somehow I see us all getting administered I mess around, I f*ck it up, somehow I see we're suffering, We're suffering the calibre If these shackles are routine, Then prison is surrender We're suffering the calibre If these shackles are routine, then prison is surrender We're suffering the calibre The calibre. The calibre is well incorporated The government is fully generated Initiate the sequencer calibre Calibre We all get up tonight we're almost ready I see we're suffering We're all getting administered We all get up tonight We're almost ready I see we're suffering We're suffering the calibre If these shackles are routine, then prison is surrender We're suffering the calibre . |
Who Wrote Calibre By Calibre?
Lo Borges
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What's The Duration Of The Calibre By Calibre?The duration of Calibre is 4:26 minutes and seconds. |
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