| You don’t remember what to say, don’t remember what to do
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| You don’t remember where to go, don’t remember what to choose,
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| You will, you steal, you feel, you’ll kneel
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| Down down down down
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| I ain’t gonna kneel on down, I ain’t gonna kneel on down
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| Seen the rain cloud followed me for years
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| But never would let it bother me
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| Now when the lightning cracks
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| I think I would never be where I’m at
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| Cause it had an impact growing up
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| Think back I was way too young then to know enough
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| About the liberty my mum had given me
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| Then the reaper stole the soul of Timothy,
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| My first friend I ever knew of
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| The worst thing forgot about him when I grew up,
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| Cause when we went and moved away to Broom, Perth
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| Wasn’t doing much, not for the two of my parents,
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| Staring the journey in the eye,
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| We drove 4 days and then 3 nights and just like that
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| We started a new life and just like that
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| On a bus watching fights, and maybe we’d fight back
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| Till one of them stayed down, it wasn’t the right track
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| If this is my playground, the day drowned out
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| The years passed by now just found out
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| My mum and dad needed time out,
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| Why now, we just settling in and then we fly out, never together again
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| Could have severed a limb with the pain,
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| Could have pointed the blame but I will not kneel
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| Down down down down
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| I ain’t gonna kneel on down, I ain’t gonna kneel on down
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| I was twelve nah actually I think I was thirteen,
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| Well darker the day that I first seen
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| The hell mark in the arm of my friend couldn’t tell
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| But it felt like a part of me ended
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| Depended on crew to lead the way
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| They sent the wrong message and lead us astray
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| I was able to see the phase was fatal,
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| Some crave the painful life and they pay full price
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| For their action, addiction, attraction
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| Every little restriction fell through the cracks in the pavement
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| A slave to the underwhelmed,
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| Wasn’t one to tell them that it was dumb as hell,
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| And the summer melt them so they stayed in the shade,
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| Get burnt playing with fire, get cut playing with razors,
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| Amazing how all changes,
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| Amazing how all the popular bullies became lamers,
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| It’s a page in the chapter of the living,
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| Have to put in practice when your rap’s unforgiven,
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| But far the times, stars inline, then you missed your chance
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| But you can not kneel down
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| Down down down down
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| I ain’t gonna kneel on down, I ain’t gonna kneel on down |