| But the truth is that my communitive efforts got 'em pissed!
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| Silence is golden, a sign that my knowledge is growing
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| I’ma show 'em, fuck the promotion
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| These poems open door for the chosen
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| In these moments of economic erosion
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| The global economy’s broken, cause our leaders control it
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| They say we owe them but everything that we own has been stolen
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| So don’t be mad at the soldiers, you follow orders too, don’t you?
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| You never make a difference being a voter
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| The are the controllers, you just a warm blooded promoter
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| You’re just a pea in a pod, with the need to believe in God
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| But God don’t need guns or bombs
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| You need freedom to be oppressed, knowledge for the intellect
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| Positive effects what come out of our common respect
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| All colors, all creeds all kinds, all breeds
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| One law, one love, if we want world peace
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| It all starts with being still
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| But being still long enough to feel but being real enough to follow your will |