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Man, Fuck If I know, Im feeling like, I'm high in Cairo
Man, Fuck If I know, Im feeling like, I'm high in Cairo
Man, Fuck If I know, Im feeling like, I'm high in Cairo
Man, Fuck If I know, Im feeling like, I'm high in Cairo

[Verse 1: The Synaptik]
I found myself inside this city and i don't know how
I ended up here and I'm trynna find my own way out
Now how the fuck and when the fuck did i just leave the house
The last thing i remember is taking puffs on the couch
And now I'm tripping tripping tripping out
I'm checking shit but I'm too chicken shit to check it out
And if i die then tell my mama i was chasing glory
And don't you ever dare tell her the whole story
Sometimes I feel like I'm the Rasta Man, in the body of an alien
Cause i don't really fit in this circle
Cause i never met another so versatile
I don't know where the fuck i am
Is this the place where i call my spaceship back
March on streets don't know where they lead me
Got the pyramids carried on my back

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[Verse 2: Chyno]
Pharaoh City, no fear or pitty
Martyr Square, Pheromones are in the air, they’re like "Hello Kitty"
Men grabbing pussy but the women feeling guilty
Say A7a with me. The Law isn't but Allah's with me
I'm in Zamalek in an Ahli Jersey, Bumping Islam Shipsy
Coptic chick eating a Mango near me
The Cleopatras, the Nefertitis, but with bigger titties than in hieroglyphics
I am gifted to be in Denial, but not in Egypt
I'm at the deep end but feeling shallow
I'm feeling weakened, I need the weekend for me to unload
3abeelo, Adeelo, Quarter Kilo
Of that Bongow, Call up Mido, On the D-low
I feel defeated, I'm Frieda Kahlo
You feel the vibe though
Nido mixed with your Milo
Your team reaching the Finals
Then defeating your rivals
You pussies, this your Gyno
You sick? we check for virals
Make paper stack papyrus
This Abdul Haleem on Vinyl
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