| The other night I had a vision of
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| My whole life, joy, pain, hate and giving love
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| Pictured the bad side and I wish that I could change things
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| Soon as I did, I went comatose and drifted into a dream
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| Soon as I came to, I looked up and seen
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| A dope fiend that I grew up with, he was clean and
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| Why was I seeing this? |
| What could it mean?
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| I was living the flashback, reenacting the past scene
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| Right back to the day crack took over his mind
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| Had the chance to stop my boy before he hit it for the first time
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| I called out to him and got his attention
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| Viewed my presence as a method of divine intervention
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| Told him his wife was looking for him and she needed him quick
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| Made up a lie, told him to get home, said his baby was sick
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| He went home and never ever put the pipe to his face
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| But his little sister came through later and ended up taking his place
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| We wonder
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| What if you could go back in time
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| And relive moments you left behind?
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| Would life be better somehow
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| Knowing then what you know now?
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| What if you could go back again
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| And keep so many things from happening?
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| What if you could go back in time?
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| Now, next thing you know I quantum leap through the dark
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| I was mobbing with my OGs, we was back in The Park
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| I’m at the club with my homeboy, 1993
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| It was the night he first met his baby-mama to be
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| Four children later, homie went from balling to broke
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| ‘cause she was stangin' him for child support on all of ‘em, loc
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| He be saying if he could go back, he never would meet her
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| Knew I was flashing back and seen a chance for me to delete her
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| Soon as he got ready to step to her, I made up a tale
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| Told him her boyfriend was a killer that just raised out of jail
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| And he don’t bar busting a cap and going right back in
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| That’s when he changed his mind and never thought about her again
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| I was happy because I saved him, proud of what I had did
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| He can’t miss what he never had but I could picture his kids
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| In the end, I still lost something I tried to protect
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| Instead of riding with her, he left drunk and died in a wreck
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| We wonder
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| What if you could go back in time
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| And relive moments you left behind?
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| Would life be better somehow
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| Knowing then what you know now?
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| What if you could go back again
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| And keep so many things from happening?
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| What if you could go back in time?
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| I started wondering about the deepness of man
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| Do we control our destiny or are the secrets as planned?
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| Is it right to try to tap into the mystery source
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| And with no remorse attempt to alter history’s course?
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| Would it be cool if we could travel back and relive events
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| Now we resenting change, a pattern that was possibly meant
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| If you could take a negative part of your life and remove it
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| Is it guaranteed what you replace it with would improve it?
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| How many lives mighta been saved, how many mighta been?
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| How many great men and women might not have ever been born?
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| If you get rid of all your struggles and all of your strife
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| You couldn’t fully appreciate what you accomplish in life
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| If you could redo your existence, would it properly suit ya?
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| Realize you can’t change the past, but you control the future
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| Truth is, once the time pass, ain’t no going back
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| So be grateful for what you are, homie, and build on that
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| We wonder
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| What if you could go back in time
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| And relive moments you left behind?
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| Would life be better somehow
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| Knowing then what you know now?
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| Yeah, ay, time is not reversible, man
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| You can only look forward
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| Live for today and the future, don’t live in the past
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| Look to the past to learn from your mistakes
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| But build on that, mane, ay |