| Everybody shouting, working up a sweat
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| Stepping over lines, you know what happened next
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| More trouble, than anyone can use
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| It's a pre-determined thing, you lose your right to choose
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| No way to turn it around
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| You got no more time, no time to calm yourself down
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| Once you press the button man it's coming to a head
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| Pretty soon babe you'll be a long time dead
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| Little brother I'm telling you now
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| Your pride can take a hit
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| Little brother take a deep breath
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| Cool off man, forget about it
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| Drop the weapon
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| Kick it away
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| Drop your gun
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| Look the other way
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| Drop the weapon
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| Live another day
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| Drop your blade
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| Listen, to what I say
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| Who you trying to impress, you making a bid
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| To be a big shot brother, but you're just a small kid
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| Now your reputation got a minor stain
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| It'll be washed away by tomorrow's rain
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| Little brother I'm telling you now
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| Your pride can take a hit
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| Little brother take a deep breath
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| Cool off man, forget about it
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| Drop the weapon
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| Kick it away
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| Drop your gun
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| Look the other way
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| Drop the weapon
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| Live another day
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| Drop your blade
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| Listen, to what I say
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| No sound of silence
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| Just streets of violence
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| We're in overload
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| Wrong side of the road
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| Oh San Francisco
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| Where the hell did you go
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| We have enough of that
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| Peace and love
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| Drop the weapon
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| Kick it away
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| Drop your gun
|
| Look the other way
|
| Drop the weapon
|
| Live another day
|
| Drop your blade
|
| Listen, to what I say
|
| No sound of silence
|
| Just streets of violence
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| We're in overload
|
| Wrong side of the road
|
| Oh San Francisco
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| Where the hell did you go
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| We have enough of that
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| Peace and love
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| Come and hold my hand
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| Then we can all stand
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| And say a prayer
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| To someone out there
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| Anyone out there |