| How come you don’t hear me Ma?
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| Tell me where your hearing went
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| How you just gon' leave me
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| In this social experiment?
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| Wonder why we take these pills
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| Everything we want is sick
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| Heart is like a toilet bowl
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| Mama, I want so much shit
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| Young, black, and I want that
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| Dreams of Americana
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| The girl I like want niggas to buy
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| So sorry Mama, but I wanna
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| So 6 in the morning?
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| Ain’t rolling with no army
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| And I got that pink thing on me
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| Dreams of the money Mommy, can’t take it from me Mommy
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| Uh
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| I’ve been waiting in the dark here all night
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| Waiting for some inspiration to pass by
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| Got my head straight, and finally my vibes right
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| But that don’t concern you
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| It’s my turn now, it’s my turn now
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| This might burn now, it’s my world now
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| It’s my turn now, it’s my turn now
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| This might burn now, it’s my world now
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| It’s my turn now
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| Once he sees his people red
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| Time to get his peoples fed
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| Tokyo, archetype
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| Yes, he is a sneakerhead
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| He packs man (packs man)
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| Justice for his enemies
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| Yes, he’s got those power pellets
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| Wak-wak-wak-wak, energy
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| Young, black, and I’m on that
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| Dreams of Americana
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| Perfect guy that’s ready to rise
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| So sorry mama, but I wanna
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| So 6 in the morning?
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| Ain’t rolling with no army
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| And he got that pink thing on him
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| Dreams of the money Mommy, can’t take it from him Mommy
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| Uh
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| I’ve been waiting in the dark here all night
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| Waiting for some inspiration to pass by
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| Got my head straight, and finally my vibes right
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| But that don’t concern you
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| It’s my turn now, it’s my turn now
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| This might burn now, it’s my world now
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| It’s my turn now, it’s my turn now
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| This might burn now, it’s my world now
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| It’s my turn now
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| I know this just leaves you confused
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| Cause there’s forces that’s unseen
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| Okay, the least you could do
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| Take some time and check on me
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| Tell the preacher before he judge
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| Okay y’all, just say a prayer
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| Write it on a paper plane
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| Do me a favor, throw it in the air
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| You keep saying, «Quit the game»
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| Don’t you know we play to win?
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| Racing with my lady friend
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| Chopped chopped on that 'Cedes Benz
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| So 6 in the morning?
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| You see them eyes is squintin'?
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| See the way them rims is spinnin'?
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| Dreams of the money Mommy, can’t take it from me Mommy
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| Sorry
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| I’ve been waiting in the dark here all night
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| Waiting for some inspiration to pass by
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| Got my head straight, and finally my vibes right
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| But that don’t concern you
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| It’s my turn now, it’s my turn now
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| This might burn now, it’s my world now
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| It’s my turn now, it’s my turn now
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| This might burn now, it’s my world now
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| It’s my turn now |