| Sometimes I wish I was common for a day but I’m modest anyway
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| The pain in my heart, yo, I gotta give away
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| Not to be a plague but we’re dying for a change
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| Thought control has us all crying up the stream
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| From MySpace to Instagram coming together as in the plan
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| Gunnin' for forever but never giving chances
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| Progression is the lesson of mine
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| Depression weighs heavy on the mind, let me define
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| A physical weight is placed on your mental, disgracing haters
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| Is simple, take away al of your vanity and pimples
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| Family’s an issue for the lost and rebellious
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| Girls stay alone, thugs talk to the fellas
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| The yuppies taste the paper, while the gangsters shank a hater
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| Independent artists want to make it to the majors
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| What we have in common, we can’t wait to see the saviour
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| And none of us wanna hear later. |
| Let’s Go. |
| Uh
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| Everyone, and I mean everyone
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| Take it back to the days
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| Where passion remains
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| We all gone be laughing away
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| I have to say to
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| Everyone, and I mean everyone
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| When God calls your name
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| And stops all the fame
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| So if you go hard go harder
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| Be clear on what your rights are, before you stand up
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| Think twice before you walk around like, «And what?»
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| Racism is fear, face is just appear
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| We stay live, and making decisions in tears
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| Take a sip, make a fist, break a break
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| Make a list of what you came to get, and make a break for it
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| Everything is black and white but no yin and yang
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| Which is why I don’t spit with a different name
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| My shit is plain revolution, isn’t a game
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| People crying out religiously, but when you complain
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| You get hit in the brain with a minister’s cane
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| To be real don’t enter the game
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| But at last, if your interest is fame
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| Then get your acclaim
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| Just don’t nag, when you give up your name
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| Not trying to discourage, but I gotta just nourish
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| Develop yourself and then watch yourself flourish, come on
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| Everyone, and I mean everyone
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| Take it back to the days
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| Where passion remains
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| We all gone be laughing away
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| I have to say to
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| Everyone, and I mean everyone
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| When God calls your name
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| And stops all the fame
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| So if you go hard go harder
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| Everyone, and I mean everyone
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| Take it back to the days
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| Where passion remains
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| We all gone be laughing away
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| I have to say to
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| Everyone, and I mean everyone
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| When God calls your name
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| And stops all the fame
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| So if you go hard go harder |