| You can’t contain my authority, restrain the minority
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| Take the hand, everybody would follow me
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| From a long line of leaders and warriors
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| I pathed the path through the face of intolerance
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| Through the face of a colonist, half-arsed apologist
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| Celebrating death on Australia Day
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| More they making a change, more they staying the same
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| In a blink watch an officer turn into a coroner
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| You ain’t got the balls to walk these corridors
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| Rip the claws in Namorrodor’s jaws
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| «Everything's getting heavy,» no doubt brother
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| And if things don’t change somebody’s getting buried
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| You wanna take us home? |
| (Yeah)
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| Where it at though? |
| I don’t know
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| Where it at though? |
| I don’t know
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| They put a bed in a cell and they call that home
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| You wanna take us home? |
| (Yeah)
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| Where it at though? |
| I don’t know
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| Where it at though? |
| I don’t know
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| And when I find out, leave it all behind and then I go
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| Yeah, I stay clever to the man
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| Hip to the game, watched every claim
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| Saw them speak up, watch them detained
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| Again, again, again, again
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| They claim brotherhood, but never act how a brother would
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| Put it on my name, we ain’t the same, get it understood
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| And pass a nulla nulla to the other fulla
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| See, love is cool, but love is blind
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| You got pride in what son? |
| Leaving kids behind
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| Until they die and the rest getting locked up
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| Nah, we making change, no question
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| Call myself Trials 'cause my people don’t get them
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| Take me home
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| Take me home, where I live
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| Where I love, where I fight, where I feel
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| Take me home, where I live
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| Where I love, where I fight, where I feel
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| Take me home, where I live
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| Where I love, where I fight, where I feel
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| Take me home, where I live
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| Where I love, where I fight, where I feel
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| Take me home, where I live
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| Where I love, where I fight, where I feel
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| Take me home
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| (Yo Cleverman)
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| You wanna take us home?
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| Where it at though? |
| I don’t know
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| Where it at though? |
| I don’t know
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| They put a bed in a cell and they call that home
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| You wanna take us home?
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| Where it at though? |
| I don’t know
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| Where it at though? |
| I don’t know
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| And when I find out, leave it all behind and then I go
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| Play me out, brother (Yo, Cleverman!) |