| Started rhymin just to be somebody
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| To make people notice me at the party
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| And not be just the new kid that’s Albino
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| Make 'em say «yeah I know but have you heard him rhyme though?»
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| Now take that same party around the globe
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| And my story connected with a lot of folks
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| I hope so 'cause that’s the only thing that I know
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| I know it so well I tell it with my eyes closed
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| And I go with the feeling from the start
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| Blind in the eye, so I see you with my heart
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| And to me all y’all look exactly the same
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| Fear, faith, compassion and pain
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| And try as we may to mask, it remains
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| Such as your religion or your past or your race
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| The same color blood just pass through our veins
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| And tears taste the same when they splash on your face
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| The World’s gettin too small to stand in one place
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| It’s like we’re roommates just sharin a space
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| Can’t separate and still carry the weight
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| Gotta heal, get away from the fear and the hate
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| Gotta shake free from them chains
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| You see what remains, just a human being end of the day
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| Don’t matter to me what name you gave your spiritual plane
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| Close your eyes and you’ll see what I’m sayin
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| Uh, I started rhymin just to be somebody
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| I found out that I already was
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| 'Cause can’t nobody be free unless we’re all free
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| There’s no me and no you, it’s just us
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| «Street Preacher"what a fan once called me
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| I’ve been called worse and tried to live up
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| Hope you don’t mind a few more stories
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| I swear to God y’all, I tell 'em with love |