| They swear niggas win when they sin the most
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| Temporarily be the toast
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| Guns and butter on what matters the least, watch them overdose
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| Let them hang, nigga, hang by their gold ropes
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| Smoke dope until you’re comatose, no hope
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| For that butter, niggas die broke, third eye woke
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| Poke holes in the American dream, run out of options
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| Made it easy, you can hustle and scheme but one problem
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| They’re building private prisons just to house niggas
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| For cheap labor, that’s why, nigga
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| They call it PIC, it’s not a club, but you’re VIP
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| Series of numbers that replace your ID
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| Home of the cowardly, freedom ain’t free
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| The revolution won’t be shown on TV
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| We’re too busy watching fake reality, you see
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| What goes up comes down
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| Dog chase tail, go 'round and 'round
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| We all hypnotized when we hear the sounds
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| Ever seen a clown with a smile that was upside down
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| You see it
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| They swear we going to the promise land (right)
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| They swear they better than the better man (right)
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| We need to get our shit together man (right)
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| Probably listening like, whatever man
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| They swear niggas be killing when they’re just killing
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| Waking up every morning, hollow, no feeling
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| You hear the rap, money stack, how it touch the ceiling
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| Got to tell my nephews, they really have a ceiling
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| That’s to be honest, you ain’t getting everything that’s promised
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| 40 acres and a mule, right, work so they can take
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| Cost of living tax 'til your back break
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| No grass, but you’re still missing the snakes, til they slither on you
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| Who tired of looking at the middle man
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| The one on top, so he devised a plan
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| And who too busy thinking promised land
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| Then realize the real lies pinpoint the scam
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| Shooting the messenger, that’s only part of our conditioning
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| They keep trying to tell us but we’re not listening
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| You want to hide it, put it in a book
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| They want to hide it, put it on a corner, watch it cook, you see it
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| What goes up comes down
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| Dog chase tail, go 'round and 'round
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| We all hypnotized when we hear the sounds
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| Ever seen a clown with a smile that was upside down
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| You see it
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| They swear we going to the promise land (right)
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| They swear they better than the better man (right)
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| We need to get our shit together man (right)
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| Probably listening like, whatever man |