| You heard?
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| Yeah!
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| Guts is on the beats
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| It’s crazy outta here
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| Digga
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| She’s a girl digga digga
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| Now boom!
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| No time —
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| Let’s get your life people
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| Hah! |
| You say you love life
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| But life don’t love you back
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| That’s why is people in their twenties
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| Have a heart attacks
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| With no insurance no endurance
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| There’s no cure for that
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| Problems we’re facing
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| Can’t be solved by any bureaucrat
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| Is more subliminal
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| That’s more criminal
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| It’s more obstacles
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| That keep you from your pinnacle
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| Look, kids used to know
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| That 'I Have A Dream' speech
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| All the things keen preach
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| Now they think that they’re Big Meech
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| Yeah, but said it
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| Director is embedded
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| The writings on my wall
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| But I guess we never read it
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| We’re coming outta college
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| We’re already in dead debt
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| Cash rules state of mind
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| And the world rammed by credit
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| It’s hard to go to work
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| Much easier being junks
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| Rich dad, poor dad
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| Guess we never read that book
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| They stopped in their frisking
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| Hope they let’em off the hook
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| Jail makes crooks better people
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| Or makes people better crooks?
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| What’s wrong with this world
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| That we’re living at?
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| When I lead them in the streets
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| They’d be killing them
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| What happens to my rights as a citizen?
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| Trust at the system ain’t coincidence
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| Yo! |
| If we’re crowd gathered wit yo' -
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| Get lied on the ground
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| .44 rounds sampling the sound
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| Black and brown now
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| Another mother cry —
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| Who’s gonna sing that lullaby?
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| Songs in life
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| Even Stevie Wonder why?
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| Streets with a cry
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| With another brother died
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| Spirits, screaming from the other side —
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| 'Who's the next in line?' |