| Ooooooh
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| Ooooooh
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| Ooooooh
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| Ooooooooh
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| It was yesterday you was standing right besides me looking in my face saying
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| that you love me (you love me)
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| Now I wonder how many yesterdays this ol' broken heart can take or will it just
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| keep breaking (everyday)
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| Now I appreciate all of the times we had together, but selfishly I wish you
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| were still here
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| You make me better
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| The place you’re in has got to be more peaceful than this pain that we’re
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| facing here
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| Still I wish I could talk to you just—
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| (One more time)
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| And I wish that I could see your face just
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| (One more time)
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| Even though you’re smilin' on me, wish you could still hold me
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| (One more time)
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| Can’t believe you’re never comin' back home
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| Sometimes I feel so alone and I
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| Wish that I could talk to you just
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| (One more time)
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| April 30th, 2010
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| Approximately 5 PM
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| My world shook
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| The aftermath of my family was not subtle
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| My reaction was to climb inside a bubble
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| But sometimes—
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| Feels like you was taken for a reason so you ain’t have to witness the sickness
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| plaguing our region
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| You ain’t have to deal with the wickedness that I’m seein'
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| It’s crazy how we treat human beings
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| You won’t believe it
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| Every week a different murder
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| The police just murmur
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| People posted up on their phone through service
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| We shun the truth & praise negligence
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| Presidential candidates that are openly prejudice
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| Lie for whatever, more divided than ever
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| Contamination in our water, people try to do better
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| Non-profits are non-prophets that profit off your emotions so executives can
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| pay for their promotion
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| It’s fucked up
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| (One more time)
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| And I wish that I could see your face just
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| (One more time)
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| Even though you’re smilin' on me, wish you could still hold me
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| (One more time)
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| Can’t believe you’re never comin' back home
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| Sometimes I feel so alone and I
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| Wish that I could talk to you just
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| (One more time)
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| And I’m happy it’s no longer you can suffer
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| My one regret is that I never made you a Grandmother
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| But ever since I been Rappin' the likelyhood that would happen is even less
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| I just pray you understand, Mother
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| My pessimism is rightfully kept in vision
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| Terrified to raise a child in the land that death is given
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| So freely, but it’s cheeky
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| They pillage beneath this village
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| And the privileged don’t acknowledged that they’re privileged
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| You mean to tell me I’m liable to go to jail if I felt the need to suceed in a
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| business I built myself, bruh?
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| We work hard, our backs swelters while the rich build dummy corporations
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| created as tax shelters
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| And we don’t get the credit and there ain’t nothin' to stand for
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| People pray to God & the Government for the answers
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| You ain’t even smoke & you still died from cancer
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| (One more time)
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| And I wish that I could see your face just
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| (One more time)
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| Even though you’re smilin' on me, wish you could still hold me
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| (One more time)
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| Can’t believe you’re never comin' back home
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| Sometimes I feel so alone and I
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| Wish that I could talk to you just
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| (One more time) |