| Cas Metah:
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| Ayo my homie called the other day
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| He said «what up bruh, we gotta find another way
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| Folks dyin out here from all da drug decay»
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| Fam I feel what you sayin'
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| We done dug enough graves
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| «This gutters a maze
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| Where good people plummet in faith
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| 'Cause no matter where they run
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| They never escape»
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| I’m wonderin if it’s because they never equate
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| The weight of their own worth with the worth of the weight
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| «I think boredoms the gate toward explorin' foreign-
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| Exchanges with dangerous portions of pain
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| I wish that it was all so simple but it ain’t»
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| I wish that I could understand man but I can’t
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| Nobody even sleeps, the whole worlds awake
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| Some are up on speed, some are up to pray
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| «So are some gonna heal? |
| Are some gonna tame?»
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| As soon as summers here I can say
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| It’s a cold climate we reside in
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| Why ya think the needle users pullin sleeves over they veins?
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| Is it shame that they hidin'?
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| Or just too broke for a coat
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| They rather shiver than change
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| Ruffian:
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| Hook:
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| Yo why my man struggling for free, instead of trying a little harder?
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| Sold his life for cheap, you understand
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| Why his daughter choked and couldn’t breathe? |
| She inhaled the scent of hell and
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| she couldn’t sleep, you understand
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| Why the pastor forgot how to preach? |
| And his wife toss and turn awake in the
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| sheets? |
| Can’t duck his hands
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| So she bruised from her heart and cheek
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| Can’t understand, won’t you stand in this place for me and understand
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| Cas Metah:
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| I met this lady from around the way
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| I run into her everytime I’m running to the bank
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| She always sitting on the same cracked sidewalk, beggin' for change
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| I told her change ain’t gon' come 'til she settles her pain
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| She said «you don’t know me and you don’t owe me a thang
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| What makes you my judge, you ain’t been in my place»
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| I said I’ve seen enough ghosts to recognize the face
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| Of those being chased by the killah that awaits
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| By the gates of your soul
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| Ready to take control of your physical and make it cold seis below
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| I can tell you make no goals
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| Haven’t slept one wink for one week, or even ate for a day or so
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| She felt the truth as I spoke, but didn’t hate it though
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| Unphased one gaze made it plain
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| She’s in a haze, content with her shade
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| She don’t see the son, so she don’t feel the rays
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| Addicted to the high life of fixin' the crave
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| Livin' a slave without the whips and the chains
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| So it took me by surprise when she looked me in my eyes
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| And said «honey, you’re right but can you please give me some change»
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| Ruffian:
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| Hook:
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| Yo why my man struggling for free, instead of trying a little harder?
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| Sold his life for cheap, you understand
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| Why his daughter choked and couldn’t breathe? |
| She inhaled the scent of hell and
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| she couldn’t sleep, you understand
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| Why the pastor forgot how to preach? |
| And his wife toss and turn awake in the
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| sheets? |
| Can’t duck his hands
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| So she bruised from her heart and cheek
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| Can’t understand, won’t you stand in this place for me and understand
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| Blueprint:
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| Uh huh, Too many questions and not enough answers
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| Make a brother want to throw his hands up
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| And maybe throw in a towel, I’m dawning a scowl
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| Thinking it’s wild how diseases like cancer still killing
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| If everybody and they mama rocking pink ribbons
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| And the company that makes them receives millions
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| Why we never see results on anything we’ve given?
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| I bet their exec’s are somewhere on a beach chilling
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| We all notice it but nobody speaks about it
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| ‘Cause we think showing solidarity means being silent
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| Instead we’re mislead
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| Obedient sheep that never keep the hair on they heads
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| Being force fed opinions and views from television
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| Maybe that’s why they call it the tube
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| Few choices in what we consume
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| But just because we eat it up, doesn’t mean that it’s food
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| You want change? |
| Then start thinking long range
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| Tomorrows happiness is built on what you do today
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| Get committed to improving your days
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| And be prepared for them to look at you strange when you change
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| Ruffian:
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| Hook:
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| Yo why my man struggling for free, instead of trying a little harder?
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| Sold his life for cheap, you understand
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| Why his daughter choked and couldn’t breathe? |
| She inhaled the scent of hell and
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| she couldn’t sleep, you understand
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| Why the pastor forgot how to preach? |
| And his wife toss and turn awake in the
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| sheets? |
| Can’t duck his hands
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| So she bruised from her heart and cheek
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| Can’t understand, won’t you stand in this place for me and understand |