| VERSE ONE
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| A message to these rappers, why don’t you listen closely?
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| I get so disappointed when I am hearing mostly
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| Songs about shootin' smoking, selling dope, sex
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| Standing in front of a whip, speaking on these subjects
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| Multiple people in the back wearing face masks
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| Licking shots in the air, counting up a fake stash of cash
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| And even got they youngen’s throwing signs up
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| Acting like a Graveyard is where they think these lines up
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| Next generation think it’s cool and wanna do the sam
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| Short sighted tunnel-vision focused on this hood fam
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| And even if you were surround by this as a youth
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| Never let the bandwagon trick you from your inner truth
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| You wanna say something, say something beautiful
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| Something to uplift your people, something irrefutable
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| The irony is they have the autonomy to do what every
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| One is doing in a world that’s lacking with anomaly
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| What doesn’t kill you will make you stronger
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| VERSE TWO
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| A message to these friends, why don’t you listen closely?
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| I get so disappointed when I am hearing mostly
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| What can you get for me, do for me, give to me?
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| In fact, why don’t you take my life and fucking live for me?
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| Looking for people showing compassion and empathy
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| But show those people little compassion and empathy
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| Endlessly, helplessly, infinite dependency
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| It may be unintentionally, but so relentlessly
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| Keep coming back with they hand out for handouts
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| Living in a bubble and incapable to branch out
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| Asking for a fifth last chance like it’s guaranteed
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| Oblivious to everything, they green like a bag of weed
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| They need to do better, be better, live better
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| Treat people like you really love em', it’s a free pleasure
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| But I guess that they have the autonomy
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| To do what every one is doing in a world that’s lacking with anomaly
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| VERSE THREE
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| A message to my peoples, why don’t you listen closely?
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| I’m never disappointed when I am hearing mostly
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| People are standing up for themselves and for their rights
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| For the weaker people who afraid without the heart to fight
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| The one’s who make a difference, enhancing somebody’s life
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| The one’s who take an interest, come together and unite
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| And they believing in the strength of they own power
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| But they still have faith in something higher and they no coward
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| You beautiful, you make the world proud
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| You make the world applaud, now you can take a bow
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| And never let a crowd make you turn around
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| From everything you promised yourself you were all about
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| And the hard times will still come
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| But know that you can face them as a champion
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| That’s real son
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| Cos I see you reaching vertically while you are watching horizontally
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| Then no one can ever stop you from being an anomaly |