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We could sit around and talk for days ' |
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Bout all the things that we would change |
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But we never thought, never thought that we were slaves [Kano:] |
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Uh, run away run away underground deep |
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Release me from these shackles around feet. |
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Old masters they don't own me |
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Treat artists like sheep by they don't know me |
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Rap star, rap star have you any tunes? |
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Yes sir, yes sir, 3 disks full |
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One for the radio and one for the states and one for my peoples who live down the lane |
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Can't fool me boom free |
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MIA But kill us over time, |
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Ali Boombaye |
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Puppets on the string, insignificant |
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As people we've come a long way but we don't act different |
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Money makes the world go round, dead presidents |
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Summit like a spoon full of sugar to the medicine |
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Necessary evil, slave to the sterling |
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They run the world that we all just work in. [Chorus x2: Why Why Peaches] [Kano:] |
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Look, pawns in the game but we don't make the checkmate |
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Front line of defence, that's the modern day slave |
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Used for consumerism so we get paid |
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And give it straight back that's the boomerang play |
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Win-win for them, c'mon folk lose-lose |
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Programmed like robots, do what we're told to |
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Aha, the whole worlds singing |
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The same song, but changes? |
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Ain't makin' them |
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Brake slips blingin', gold chains swingin' |
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Face tattooed up - |
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Lil' Wayne tears drippin' |
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Still in prison in this world we live in |
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So wade in the water children |
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No master |
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Escapism through music, with no capture |
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Accept the moment, 'cause |
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I'll be on a prince protest |
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Before I become a slave to the game bro' |
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I'll be the artist formally known as |
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Kano. [Why Why Peaches:] |
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After listening to the preacher |
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It seems that all the others teach us |
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Is how to fear |
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And fear it all |
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Till you feel/fear [?] |
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We could sit around and talk for days ' |
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Bout all the things that we would change |
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But we never thought, never thought that we were slaves |
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We could sit around and talk for days ' |
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Bout all the things that we would change |
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But we never thought (never thought), never thought (never thought) that we were slaves (that we were the slaves). |