| Truth is here the truth is here
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| Truth is here the truth is here
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| Truth is here the truth is here
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| I said the truth is here the truth is here
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| I want more
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| Give me more
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| We want more
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| God damn it I’m back to demand we get more
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| We want more
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| I want more and more and more
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| I want more
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| We need more
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| I want more
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| God damn it I’m back to demand we get more
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| Give me more
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| I want more and more and more
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| I stand here naked as the day I was born
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| Face to the dawn and my faith in the song
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| Blood soaking the pages I painted em' on
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| And none of ya’ll will take my place when I’m gone
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| I’m the pure raw uncut, who the fuck want what
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| Here to show you sucker ass mutts whats the fucks what
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| Brother Ali vow solemnly not to die while the music is still inside of me
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| It’s got to be allowed to breathe
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| Got to let it out enough at least to let the monster flee
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| I want more than what your offering me
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| Songs that make me feel like I’m already free
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| I’m a rebel in my own right
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| Ya’ll don’t want to write or think or speak a rhyme standing next to me
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| When the game need it I’m exactly what it need
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| Put the soul in the speech, let it go, let it be
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| I want more
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| We need more
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| I want more, god damn it I’m back to demand we get more
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| Give me more
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| I want more and more and more
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| I said the truth is here the truth is here
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| Truth is here the truth is here
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| Truth is here the truth is here
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| Truth is here the truth is
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| Not nearly a single solitary soul
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| Still put the kind of passion to the mic that I hold
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| One day it’ll have to be pried from my cold dead hand
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| Until then the big man is gold
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| Got one lone reason to go on breathing
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| Climb into the zone of the evening, keep reaching
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| Just to pull more out the core of the deamon
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| The people need to see them pure human being
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| Blood, sweat, love, hate, life, death, joy, pain
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| Little child running wild stripped to the raw veins
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| Rabid junkyard dog off the chain, barefoot balls out marching in the rain
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| Sacred war dance suspended in the moment
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| We throw the fuck down like our lives depended on it
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| Jaws of the streets with our heart on our sleeve
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| Throwing shots at the law which is all I believe
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| Our songs are supposed to be the voice of our soul
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| Not bought and sold, not all controlled
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| Bring a little fire when the world get cold
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| Let me shed a few tears and to me you went gold
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| People need more freedom
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| Children need to hear more truth when ya’ll teach em'
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| Damn I want to hear a plan from the dude preaching
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| Got new seeds with true needs and who’s leading
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| I truly believe every word I’ve ever uttered on a drum break
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| Right or wrong, life go on but it wasn’t nothing fake
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| I demand you start listening to the crowd
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| If not, we gon' burn this bitch to the ground!
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| I said the truth is here the truth is here
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| Truth is here the truth is here
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| Truth is here the truth is here
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| Truth is here the truth is |