| When I was going up, I was always a happy kid
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| Never broke as such, yet you couldn’t have called us rich
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| The one thing I had that really made a difference
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| Was always feeling safe and having both my parents listening
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| But there was something missing, I could feel it within
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| Then my mom and pops told me they were pregnant again
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| It was back when I was ten, I think about it now and then
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| It’s probable that, that was when my life had started making sense
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| The next rhymes don’t need any kind of word play
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| My brother was born in October on my eleventh birthday
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| My daddy stood filling out the medical surveys
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| So I pulled my sisters arm and whispered, «hey, what did the nurse say?»
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| She said «it's all good», as happy as can be
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| Yet I could see on her face she wasn’t really at ease
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| Another summer would go by, becoming dumber with the people who told lies
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| Then I realized, that my brother could never be free until we can achieve peace
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| Which ever way the wind blows, life is never simple
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| The grass is always greener on the other side |
| No matter what you’ve been through the minutes will continue
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| I begin to, miss you, when I
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| Try to Imagine…
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| What it be like if I were you and you were me
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| Try to Imagine…
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| A younger brother on the ground before my feet
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| Bridge:
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| We living inside of a bubble you and I
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| Keep the mind open to double human eyes
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| Two different sides to every story
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| Yet the algorithm is to do or die
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| Everyone’s living in troubled times
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| When powerful people committing crimes
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| Ain’t no two different sides to every story
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| When the algorithm is to do or die
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| Imagine growing up without the love of your mom
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| Imagine living life in fear just like the children in Nam
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| Imagine waking up every night to the sound of alarms
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| Hearing the screams and never fully understanding the reason for what’s going on
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| Imagine your brother killed in the pursuit of Saddam
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| Imagine feeling it’s necessary to raise up in arms
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| Imagine everyday life being dictated by bombs
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| Yet it’s the shallow bullshit that dominates in our songs
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| Forget the about the ethical point of view the method is for the profit |
| We see it everyday on the news feeding us bullshit to fill up their pockets
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| No wonder the people are confused, the wealthy are living on gossip
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| Living in a bit of an ambivalent deposit, ego tripping but we gotta stop it
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| Come on brothers and sisters, we can keep making a difference
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| Corrupt politicians will come out and beg for forgiveness
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| Instead of survival of the fittest, my motto is brothers over business
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| Establish a system where all the children can be free of the greed and sickness
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| Which ever way the wind blows, life is never simple
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| The grass is always greener on the other side
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| No matter what you’ve been through the minutes will continue
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| I begin to, miss you, when I
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| Try to Imagine…
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| What it be like if I were you and you were me
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| Try to Imagine…
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| A younger brother on the ground before my feet
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| Bridge x2
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| We living inside of a bubble you and I
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| Keep the mind open to double human eyes
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| Two different sides to every story
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| Yet the algorithm is to do or die
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| Everyone’s living in troubled times
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| When powerful people committing crimes |
| Ain’t no two different sides to every story
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| When the algorithm is to do or die |