| What do you believe in?
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| That’s cool
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| Try to keep it to yourself like your first tattoo
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| What is it achieving?
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| I ask you
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| When the game starts have you even considered your last move?
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| Brother, are you breathing?
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| Cuz it’s easy to forget, lose the feeling in your chest, did you have to?
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| Tell me what you see then
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| I see freedom that even the non-believers and heathens can have too
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| As I sit back to write a rap
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| I try to turn my thoughts into some lyrics that could magnify the track, but…
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| How can I satisfy the lack
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| Of people making music cause they love it not to maximize the cap And what,
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| has to be done to tighten gaps
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| Between the world we live in at this moment and the one we’d like to have
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| If just, because these appetites amass
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| Large amounts of neediness and greed, see cuz half of us fight for trash
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| When do we gather by the staff?
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| And lower the flag? |
| When do we put the guns down, no remotes in our hands
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| I felt a need to sum up what it’s come down to
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| So the proud few can choose life over someone else’s righteous path What life
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| you have is precious, that’s a definite
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| Try to grasp your relevance every second could be like your last
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| I’d like to ask if you peddling maybes to passersby
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| Would you strike a match at night to lights their paths?
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| What do you believe in?
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| That’s cool
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| Try to keep it to yourself like your first tattoo
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| What is it achieving?
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| I ask you
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| When the game starts have you even considered your last move?
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| Brother, are you breathing?
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| Cuz it’s easy to forget, lose the feeling in your chest, did you have to?
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| Tell me what you see then
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| I see freedom that even the non-believers and heathens can have too
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| Ay yo, ay yo
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| I know you feel some kinda way about it
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| But it’s hard to understand what’s in the plan when your vision clouded
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| I really tried to find a way around it
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| Coz the awakening is difficult but ignorance is never blissful
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| And if you really gave a shit still, it’s real
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| Knowing couldn’t kill you but the apathy and gin will
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| And though reality’s a bitch, bro
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| I’d rather be aware than run away from all the glare and grab a fistful
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| Of truth and throw it at your grill, show 'em how it feel
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| To know what’s going on and cats is frontin' like it ain’t the real
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| And remember you have a voice through the noise
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| The danger is very real but the fear is a choice
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| So whatever you finna feel, homie own it but remain open
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| Coz facts is changing every day so I stay rollin'
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| And what we want is what we get
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| So for the sake of humanity, I’m remaining positive, let us live, c’mon
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| What do you believe in?
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| That’s cool
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| Try to keep it to yourself like your first tattoo
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| What is it achieving?
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| I ask you
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| When the game starts have you even considered your last move?
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| Brother, are you breathing?
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| Cuz it’s easy to forget, lose the feeling in your chest, did you have to?
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| Tell me what you see then
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| I see freedom that even the non-believers and heathens can have too
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| Ok let’s go
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| Yo, I believe in peace love and happiness
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| Freeing from the mask and just being like a human
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| Freed from the things we’re consuming
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| Or from the stupid visions people are amused in
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| I’m achieving higher levels for my crew then
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| Movin' together, that’s why we call it movement
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| Soul sounds soothin', and love’s now provin', it’s the only way that we gonna
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| make it through man
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| But hold up, you see what we doin here?
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| Get you revved up, just to put you in gear
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| Build ya mans up, rise from the ruins here
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| Time to stand up, then fly up into the air, man I said US
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| The world as a unit, dividing us is useless, striving for a new sense,
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| man I said US
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| I’m tired but don’t sleep
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| The universe wants me to be my own boss and I’m gon' leap like
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| I believe in me
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| What do you believe in?
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| That’s cool
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| Try to keep it to yourself like your first tattoo
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| What is it achieving?
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| I ask you
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| When the game starts have you even considered your last move?
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| Brother, are you breathing?
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| Cuz it’s easy to forget, lose the feeling in your chest, did you have to?
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| Tell me what you see then
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| I see freedom that even the non-believers and heathens can have too |