| Wake up in a mad rage and I can’t see
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| Cold sweat from the broken images of my dreams
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| I’ve seen worlds of peace with no pain
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| But then I woke up to reality, we all should be ashamed
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| You wife beatin' piece of shit, they’re mad deep
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| Turning children to zombies who think they can’t speak
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| Or two parents, one kid and still it’s like
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| He had to teach his own self how to ride a fuckin' bike
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| And then he grew the fuck up and started snortin' drugs
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| All because of mom and daddy’s hugs
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| Or lack thereof
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| And now the world’s so hard for him to understand
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| Because his pop’s never taught him how to be a fuckin' man
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| I wanna show you, but I know you can already see
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| The world we live in and the people that we are programmed to be
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| So the next time you wanna judge me based off my clothes
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| Keep in mind your sons and daughters are at my shows
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| I have honor
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| And what is life without honor in life it seems
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| Living is all forsaken
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| And what is life without honor in life it seems
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| Living is all forsaken
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| And if the world controls your mind you’ll find
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| Honor is gone from us
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| And if it’s gone in my song I sing to you, it’s time to choose
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| What you’re gonna do — I have honor
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| It’s like a time bomb, tickin' away at my brain
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| Ready to go off and end all my pain, but I can’t complain
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| Feelin' the stress, here to confess what I’ve done to be blessed
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| Read the mind of congress, gonna put it to rest
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| Mister John Doe we all know
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| Who you really be, pollutin' the minds of our cities, states, and countries
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| Makin' us vote and choke down the loss of our right to life
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| I’d rather smoke another cigarette and know I’m gonna die
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| Fightin' the freedom is to belive 'em when they lie about the reasons
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| Why they blowin' up our cities and creating hurricane seasons
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| I see 'em freezing bank accounts of innocent people to keep
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| The money flowin' to the 5−0 station down the street
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| And nothin' goes to mister broke and misses baby-to-feed
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| To the families snaked by presidents of greed
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| But if I say shit, I have a life that’s hard to be
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| A true speaker like Martin King or Bob Marley
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| It’s all honor
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| And what is life without honor in life it seems
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| Living is all forsaken
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| And what is life without honor in life it seems
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| Living is all forsaken
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| And if the world controls your mind you’ll find
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| Honor is gone from us
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| And if it’s gone in my song I sing to you, it’s time to choose
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| What you’re gonna do — I have honor
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| I have honor
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| It’s time to choose, what you’re gonna do — I have honor
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| I have honor
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| It’s time to choose, what you’re gonna do — I have honor |