| Tryin' to take me back away
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| Take me back on down
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| There’s nobody left to save in this town
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| I keep runnin' away
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| I keep runnin', runnin' away
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| As long as I remember, been fightin' for my freedom
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| Staying up, reading, searching for a way to beat 'em
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| I’m a soldier. |
| Bullshit — I don’t really need it
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| I used to stay weeded, now I’m standing undefeated
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| You know I love my people. |
| I write a fucking thesis
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| On how we struggle and survive, but you won’t read it
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| And by the all of my people come from different races
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| And come from different nations. |
| They die for education
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| All of my people fill the streets, they’re scared of opposition
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| My people take the country back from all you greedy bitches
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| My people chop your head off for pimpin' little sisters
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| My people know how to shut the fuck up and listen
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| My people plannin' when, my people must prevail
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| Some of my people cops, some of them locked in jail
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| They all know the real, so you could keep the trash
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| And take your propaganda, and shove it up your ass
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| Tryin' to take me back away
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| Take me back on down
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| There’s nobody left to save in this town
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| They’ve been tryin' to shoot me down
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| Ohh, I keep runnin' away
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| I keep runnin', runnin' away
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| My people never run, unless they run for cover
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| And then return fire, until your ass smothered
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| My people never bluffin', they know that life is real
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| My people keep their word; |
| it’s worth a hundred mill
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| Ain’t no way you gon' survive when all my people strong
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| They try to bury us alive, but we made it home
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| It’s time to kill Bill; |
| I sharpened all my weapons
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| I kissed the wife and kids. |
| I’m talking to the reverend
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| I got two brothers sitting on their ass up in heaven
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| I cuss them both out every day, cause neither one is helping
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| My people working hard, or looking for a job
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| My people go to school. |
| My people getting robbed
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| By the credit cards, thugs, and the greedy system
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| My people tried to play it cool, 'till the rules bit 'em
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| So welcome to the end, unless you let us in
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| This is the age of truth. |
| The phoenix flies again
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| Tryin' to take me back away
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| Take me back on down
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| There’s nobody left to save in this town
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| They’ve been tryin' to shoot us down
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| Ohh, I keep runnin' away
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| I keep runnin', runnin' away
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| Tryin' to take me back away
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| Take me back on down
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| There’s nobody left to save in this town
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| They’ve been tryin' to shoot me down
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| Ohh, I keep runnin' away
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| I keep runnin', runnin' away
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| Tryin' to take me back away
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| Take me back on down
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| There’s nobody left to save in this town
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| They’ve been tryin' to shoot me down
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| Ohh, I keep runnin' away
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| I keep runnin', runnin' away |