| Oh, when it all, it all falls down
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| Yeah, this the real one, baby
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| I’m tellin' you all, it all falls down
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| Uh, Chi-Town, stand up!
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| Oh, when it all, it all falls down
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| Southside, Southside
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| We gon' set this party off right
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| I’m tellin' you all, it all falls down
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| Westside, Westside
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| We gon' set this party off right
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| Oh, when it all
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| Man, I promise, she’s so self-conscious
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| She has no idea what she doin' in college
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| That major that she majored in don’t make no money
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| But she won’t drop out, her parents’ll look at her funny
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| Now, tell me that ain’t insecurr
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| The concept of school seems so securr
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| Sophomore, three yurrs, ain’t picked a carurr
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| She like, «Fuck it, I’ll just stay down hurr and do hair»
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| 'Cause that’s enough money to buy her a few pairs
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| Of new Airs, 'cause her baby daddy don’t really care
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| She’s so precious with the peer pressure
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| Couldn’t afford a car, so she named her daughter Alexis
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| She had hair so long that it looked like weave
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| Then she cut it all off, now she look like Eve
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| And she be dealin' with some issues that you can’t believe
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| Single black female addicted to retail, and well
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| Oh, when it all, it all falls down
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| And when it falls down, who you gon' call now?
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| I’m tellin' you all, it all falls down
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| C’mon, c’mon, and when it falls down
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| Oh, when it all
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| Man, I promise, I’m so self-conscious
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| That’s why you always see me with at least one of my watches
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| Rollie’s and Pasha’s done drove me crazy
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| I can’t even pronounce nothin', pass that Ver-say-see!
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| Then I spent four hundred bucks on this
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| Just to be like, «Nigga, you ain’t up on this»
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| And I can’t even go to the grocery store
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| Without some Ones that’s clean and a shirt with a team
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| It seem we livin' the American Dream
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| But the people highest up got the lowest self-esteem
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| The prettiest people do the ugliest things
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| For the road to riches and diamond rings
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| We shine because they hate us, floss 'cause they degrade us
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| We tryna buy back our 40 acres
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| And for that paper, look how low we’ll stoop
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| Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coupe
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| Oh, when it all, it all falls down
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| Come on, come on
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| I’m tellin' you all, it all falls down
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| And when it falls down, who you gon' call now?
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| Oh, when it all, it all falls down
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| Come on, come on
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| I’m tellin' you all, it all falls down
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| And when it all falls down
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| I say, «Fuck the police,» that’s how I treat 'em
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| We buy our way out of jail, but we can’t buy freedom
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| We’ll buy a lot of clothes, but we don’t really need 'em
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| Things we buy to cover up what’s inside
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| 'Cause they made us hate ourself and love they wealth
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| That’s why shorty’s hollerin', «Where the ballers at?»
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| Drug dealer buy Jordan, crackhead buy crack
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| And the white man get paid off of all of that
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| But I ain’t even gon' act holier than thou
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| 'Cause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
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| Before I had a house and I’d do it again
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| ‘Cause I wanna be on 106 & Park, pushin' a Benz
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| I want to act ballerific like it’s all terrific
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| I got a couple past-due bills, I won’t get specific
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| I got a problem with spendin' before I get it
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| We all self-conscious, I’m just the first to admit it
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| Oh, when it all, it all falls down
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| C’mon, c’mon
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| And when it falls down, who you gon' call now?
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| I’m tellin' you all, it all falls down
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| C’mon c’mon, and when it falls down
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| Oh, when it all, it all falls down
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| Southside, Southside
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| We gon' set this party off right
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| I’m tellin' you all, it all falls down
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| Westside, Westside
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| We gon' set this party off right
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| Oh when it all, it all falls down
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| Chi-Town, Chi-Town
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| We gon' show 'em how we get down
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| I’m tellin' you all, it all falls down
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| Now, Syleena, you just like a safe belt, you saved my life
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| Oh when it all, it all falls down
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| I’m tellin' you all, it all falls down |