| It’s a wonder why niggas can’t get on they feet
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| We try and we try, but we suffer defeat
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| Never the less, we still stuck in these streets
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| Try to compete up against the elite
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| Everything’s so corrupted, headed for destruction
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| The rich could help, but they don’t do nothin
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| So I thought I’d just say a little somethin
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| Government tell lies, they frontin
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| Think about the money that they spendin on the war
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| People still sick, and it’s people still poor
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| Hungry little kids bein locked outdoor
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| America over there fightin for oil
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| Plenty of solutions to wipe our polutions
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| I’ma tell the truth, since y’all don’t know
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| Better open your mind, take time to grow
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| Illuminati, population control
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| Plot-plot-plot, they killin us dead
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| Hear us on the radio, but they won’t play it
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| They know what it is, but they too scared
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| FCC probably have they head, just don’t care
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| Mama’s on welfare, daddy locked up for the rest of his life
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| Bob Barker is the prison he in, talkin about the price is right
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| I’ma light the light, cause ain’t no fear in me
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| Tell y’all about this conspiracy
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| Like my name favorite flavor, Chuck D
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| I’m the new Public Enemy
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| They say this Hennessey, is bad for me
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| But I’ma go’on head, pour me a cup
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| Cause it seem like, we already fucked
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| So I might as well just press my luck
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| (Hook)
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| (Verse 2, Bizzy Bone)
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| What a conspiracy, seriously baby
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| Man, we are the riders
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| So many beautiful ones inside us on this grainular climates
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| O-zone, it’s gettin closer and closure
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| How does a toaster, let us solar power these panels
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| With wind gusts and odors
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| Alaska meltin by the seconds, I recon
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| We need some prayers
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| Gather all the snow we can conger
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| And saturate oceans neighbors
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| Gotta be, sharp as razors just like Generals and Majors
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| Elite, if I could speak, hear my cry from the savior
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| Hey bruh, you still love me, all that I wanted was change
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| I know that it’s strange
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| But I’m from the Manjor, I was brought up with great change
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| For the better man, goverment officials don’t even know
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| No more secrets, I can hear it, and I can see it, fo sho
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| Dear Lord, if I can speak without bein murdered and killed
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| Whatever happens, Allah I love you, you are will
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| The slave Serpent is here
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| I’m with Jesus Christ, Your child
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| Star rocker, glory thing
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| Forever, Christ my pal
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| (Hook)
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| (Verse 3, Layzie Bone)
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| Conspiracy theory, call it H.I.V
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| Took my mentor, Eazy-E
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| He was rollin with the B.O.N.E
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| But it didn’t add up to me
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| We was friends, a bird flyin up on stage
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| Nigga was strong, didn’t look like Aids
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| Cut the curls and started wearin them braids
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| With them Cleveland boys, we was bout to get paid
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| But he had to move things out the way
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| And he had a lot of things to say
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| So he got rid of Jerry Heller
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| He was very jealous, I remember that day
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| And then in December he took us to New York, we was bout to blow
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| He bought us all leather jackets
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| We was wearin khakis, it was so damn cold
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| And the Cube got to kick it that night
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| That night at the tunnel was legendary
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| Wasn’t nothin nobody could tell me
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| N.W.A. |
| you feel me?
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| Then we headed back to L. A
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| Nigga had a new plan, but E got sick
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| Then he went to Jerry Helen’s doctor
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| Damn E, why you do that shit?
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| Took a shot for the flu, now what did that do?
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| Little E got worse, it was very scary
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| We thought it was temporary
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| He was diagnosed, in January
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| In February, it was full-blown
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| Then March, little E was gone
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| Somebody explain that
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| While Magic Johnson’s still kickin it strong
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| (Hook)
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| (Outro, Layzie Bone)
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| Yeah man, we was out there in New York in December, man
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| With that boy Eazy-E, kicked it real big
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| It was cold as fuck out there, man
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| You know what I mean? |
| It was like 80 degrees in L. A
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| So when we got out there he bought us new leather coats and all that good shit
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| Then, ya know, we kicked it at the tunnel with the boy Ice Cube
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| So this N.W.A., Bone Thugs thang, it was real big
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| So we come back, E got a motherfuckin common cold
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| He goes to Jerry Heller’s doctor after he fired Jerry Heller
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| Next thing we know, next month, January
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| Eazy-E, is H.I.V. |
| positive
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| February, Eazy-E is full-blown Aids
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| Next thang we know, March, Eazy-E is dead
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| That’s a conspiracy man, ain’t never heard of that
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| I thought it took years for H.I.V. |
| to develop
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| What the fuck is goin on out here? |