| Try to make a difference, I’m givin' it up
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| Leaving me stuck, feeling like I’m all outta luck
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| It takes me back to my silence baby, its clear cut
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| Forget common sense ideas and start to deconstruct
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| I found sanctuary blazin' up the bud with friends around me
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| Get the balance right and look beyond your country
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| As I spit words and verbs, attack the learning curve
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| In the funk style I redress what ya heard
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| And stop covering up my eyes and sight, my skins gets tight
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| I hit this undiminished hold, forget what you’ve been told
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| They suppress my personality whatever that involves
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| You know we’re cool because we’re stable
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| Trust
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| No way there’s things that you forget to mention
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| You’re not ready
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| From the way that you speak
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| Its clear this beat is gonna stop your power bloc war
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| With the old school flows and the old school beats
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| Its gonna stop you, you’re not ready yeah
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| Its not hard to admit from the situation that we’re faced with
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| And in principle the problem is in essence basic
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| Coerced and forced, I’ll put the fuckin' force in when I knock you off course
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| Its your ethics that I question
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| Boycott the brands that put gain before society
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| Sick of media defining our reality
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| I spit words and verbs, attack the learning curve
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| In the funk style I redress what ya heard
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| And stop covering up my eyes and sight, my skins gets tight
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| I hit this undiminished hold, forget what you’ve been told
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| They suppress my personality whatever that involves |