| Yeah, the whole world’s gone crazy
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| People riot in the streets
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| Killin' unborn babies
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| Catchin' shots from police
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| Never thought that I would see the day
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| When I would have to pray for God to hold me down
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| Cause Lord, I feel like giving up today
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| I feel like giving up the faith
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| I swear these people fake, I swear they full of hate
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| I swear to tell the truth 'til I’m in the grave
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| Shots-shots fired, everybody quiet
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| Tryna hear the preacher, he ain’t preachin' to the choir
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| Preachin' to the riots that he got fired
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| He ain’t got no medicare, sippin' liquor in his chair
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| Blank stare, need a blank check, where your bank at?
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| Babies had a birthday, they gon' need a rain check
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| Rich man need a vacation, hop a plane
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| Broke man need a vacation, Mary Jane
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| Walk outside and everything is lovely
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| Butterflies in my stomach from this girl I wanna see
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| Party in the neighborhood and everybody on the street
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| They was on that Stevie Wonder now it’s Frankie Beverly
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| I done seen days go crazy, time fly by
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| Maybe it was yesterday or maybe 65
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| Peace then war, sworn in, die
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| All too familiar, more lifetimes
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| One time for the memories, two times for the crew
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| Three times for the love, y’all
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| And Four times for the truth
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| And some days are a nightmare
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| And some dreams come true
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| But the Lord’s still right there
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| It’s just déjà vu
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| It’s just déjà vu, déjà vu
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| It’s just déjà vu, y’all
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| It’s just déjà vu
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| It feel like Tribe Called Quest, it feel like De La Soul
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| It feel all too familiar, it feel like déjà vu
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| I said I love you, hit the door
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| Got a mission, gotta go
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| Yeah, it’s cold, but I’m gon' pursue that
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| She said she love me but she know
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| I’m too old to be waiting for handout, boy you knew that
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| And if they try to keep me down
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| Hold my ground 'til they all look around
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| And they wonder, «Who that?»
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| They don’t respect my mind, they’ll respect my grind
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| So I told her, «I got to do that»
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| Now maybe I was talkin' to my lady
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| But I think I told my mama same thing
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| I told her I was all about the action
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| And then I got Ghostface in my dream
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| Déjà vu, parlez-vous français? |
| Quoi de neuf?
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| Everything the same under the sun, that’s why we burnin' up
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| Don’t believe astrology, but man, I hated cancer
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| Breast, lung, throat, blood, prayin' for an answer
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| Seem like it was yesterday, they came and took your breath away
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| And I ain’t get a chance to tell you everything I want to say
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| Now they say your sister got it too
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| Yeah, they say it’s true
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| Guess it’s never finished til it’s you
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| Déjà vu
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| One time for the memories, two times for the crew
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| Three times for the love, y’all
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| Four times for the truth
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| Some days are a nightmare
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| And some dreams come true
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| But the Lord’s still right there
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| It’s just déjà vu, it’s just déjà vu
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| Déjà vu
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| It’s just déjà vu, y’all
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| It’s just déjà vu
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| It’s just déjà vu, déjà vu
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| It’s just déjà vu, y’all
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| It’s just déjà vu
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| And some days are a nightmare
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| And some dreams come true
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| But the Lord’s still right there
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| It’s just déjà vu |