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Sky's the limit so you know I'm gonna rise and shine |
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I gotta do my thing, I'm kinda getting a little tired of all that's hidden |
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That's the reason I'ma speak my mind |
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Keep from going insane now work with it |
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We in the last innin', the world keeps spinnin' |
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My people steady losin' while the rich keep winnin' |
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It's like we neva smilin' and the devil steady grinnin' |
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Killin' what we representin' even our children and women |
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2K4, livin' above and under the law |
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Young teen joins the marines, says he'll die for the core |
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Inducted up into the government's war |
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As if the land of money and oil funny how ain't none of it's yours |
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I can't sleep yo I'm paranoid, it's code orange |
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It's far from right, I guess that's why it feels so wrong |
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To see the world get stripped out of every resource |
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And people pray to Coca-Cola now instead of the Gods |
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What's goin' on? |
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Keepin' your head above water, hustlin' to survive |
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Some people chasin' a dream, others just chasin' a high |
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Some people blind leading the blind, they chasin' a lie |
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Some people chokin' backs broken barely makin' it by |
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But still they workin' all they life, they pushin' for the light |
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Givin' everything they got to stitch them swishes on ya Nike's |
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Puttin' pockets on our jeans, mining diamonds for them rings |
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Rewarded with small change and bullets in they brains |
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And it makes me feel strange everything we take for granted |
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At times I feel stranded on this planet of mine |
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Now should I pull the hammer, clap it out and laugh about it? |
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Or stand up, be counted while I cast my ballot? |
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When the undertaker's busy and the prison's is crowded |
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People livin' in fear because they vision is clouded |
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But the sky's the limit, I ain't cryin' you a river |
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Gotta move me a mountain, I'm a git up and shout it |
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When I dream it's hounds on my heels gainin' momentum |
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I'm tired, can't get uninspired or quit runnin' |
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I can feel they only inches behind, I escape, I survive |
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Some how I gotta decide how much I want it |
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Or is anybody listenin' without a pot to piss in |
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If I disappear I wonder if the world will know I'm missin' |
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Who my support system, it's not the court system |
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Gotta letter which said that you're not avoiding prison |
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People 'neath the microscope 'cause we defining the culture |
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They smile and insult you like you shinin' their loafers |
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Them old heads say we need a modern day Moses |
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When the leaders is posers we needing some soldiers |
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It's the X generation, the anger in a nation |
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Got the writing on the wall so clear that I can taste it |
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Like a kid sniffing glue somewhere trying to escape |
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'Cause we vulnerable and naked gotta show 'em we can make it |
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