| They say change gone come
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| But its a long time comin
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| My legs tired
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| Hundred million miles runnin
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| On life’s treadmill
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| Runnin in place
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| But still i run wit the race
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| I think back on my wonder years
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| Food stamps shorts of wonder bread
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| My mom dukes
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| Young, wild, loose learned a less
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| I got my truths from the older heads
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| U went 2 church n took a different route
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| U got ya truths from out the bishop mouth
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| I drunk the juice that turn dish about
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| Dem double duces turned my system out
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| And them zanies and the weed too
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| Fuck it i’m still here
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| (Rell)
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| Though its hard in the ghetto
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| Dont you let go
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| Cause a change gone come
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| Said a change gone come
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| I know your tired of the waitin
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| Hold ya patients
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| Cause a change gone come
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| Yeah i know it is
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| What it like
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| The big houses
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| The cars
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| The dog
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| Pickett fence
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| And you his wife
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| But depict this life
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| You know them FEDS
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| Got them pictures right
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| I know ya stressed baby girl
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| Feel what you going through
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| Cause if they kick in that door
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| You know you going too
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| Cause every thing in ya name |
| From the phone bill
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| To the deed on the house
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| I gotta find a way to ease out
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| But you can’t you feel trapped
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| You think back
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| Was it really worth it
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| This lifestyle could you really afford it
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| You then lost 4 lives
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| Yours and the 3 you aborted
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| (girl)
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| But its so |