| Oh, let me apply the pressure, ayy
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| Start off 'fore we end up gettin' march on
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| I put my hands in the air so you don’t shoot
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| How in the world could you dare let a boss ruin?
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| Now do you care about all the eyes on you?
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| Now you wanna say we’re tellin' lies on you
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| Same motherfuckers that be killin' off the planet
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| Are the same fuckers advising you
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| But true, this stuff is surprising to
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| See them profit just off of depriving youth
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| Why you wanna all dress lies as truth?
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| Have you ever seen what silence do?
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| I don’t wanna see no violent troops
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| Puttin' out fires that haven’t even been started
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| With a raw tip, man, I’m tired too
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| But I don’t lose, I refuse
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| Take a walk in my shoes
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| Or any other young black person in this age
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| All we ever know this pain
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| All we ever know is rage
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| That book starts on this page
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| Do not try to relate
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| It’s either you do or you don’t, shit
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| It’s either you will or you won’t
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| Hope you still got to engage
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| Don’t take offense, it’s too late
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| I say this to those who’ve never been poverty stricken
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| Always have a silver spoon to feed off
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| It may not be your fault, heard that line before
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| Leave that privilege shit at the door
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| I don’t care about none of that shit
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| Say it louder, keep playin' my shit, whoa
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| Oh, keep applying pressure, ayy
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| Far from where I wanna be in this life
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| It’s nothin' I can’t be in this life
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| I just wanna do my ting and be free in this life
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| Blinded at times, can’t see in this life
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| Just tryna past the test like I want eight stars, don’t give me no C in this
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| life
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| I’m just glad that my young born kids won’t have you as a daddy in this life
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| Hold your L, you prick
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| F you, nigga really thought he was a G in this life
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| Fuck that, not stressing, get a next ting
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| I don’t wanna be angry in this life
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| Shit really got me down but
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| I’m still gonna succeed in life
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| Plant the seed, bend your knees
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| Gettin' gold, no in-between
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| Born to fail, never was me
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| They never believed
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| Just had a dream and holes in my jeans
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| Down on my last, stand on my dean
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| Talkin' to God, he makin' me see
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| My reason to be here
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| Understanded that this is bigger than me
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| Watchin' the news and feelin' so helpless, can’t even help myself
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| I’m changin' up all this shit
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| Say it louder, keep playin' my shit
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| Man, I’m proud of how far we come
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| Won’t stop 'til we livin' in bliss
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| Won’t stop 'til you know we meant it
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| Play no games with these 'illionaires
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| Play no games with these niggas, I ain’t
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| Ain’t afraid of these niggas, I ain’t, nah
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| Livin' in your bed and not workin' for a check
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| Everybody’s caught in the lifestyle
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| Michael Jordan steps, thinkin' you can jump the test
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| Everybody’s caught on the lifestyle
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| Livin' in your bed and not workin' for a check
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| Everybody’s caught in the lifestyle
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| Michael Jordan steps, thinkin' you can jump the test
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| Everybody’s caught on the lifestyle
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| So you wanna be filthy rich, then?
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| Put yes men by itself
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| When you walk along this route
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| Put yes-yes by, put yes men by itself
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| So you wanna be filthy rich, then?
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| Put yes men by itself
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| When you walk along this route
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| Go, go swimming 'gainst the tide
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| Go swim, swimming
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| East Side, East Side
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| All around us
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| All a', all a'
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| East Side, East Side
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| All around us
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| Keep applying pressure, ayy |