| Brotha, Sista take a look around
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| All the noises everyday we find
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| Creepin' thought the time of slavery
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| Stop sometime and think how better we could be
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| People drivin' me insane
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| Human nature stucks in vain
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| Everyday I fight with pain
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| They don’t know what’s in my brain
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| Can we lose our angry thoughts at once
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| Just to hear from soul this softly sound
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| To forget that we must run and fight
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| Only money takes control of life
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| People drivin' me insane (and I don’t like it)
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| Human nature stucks in vain (and I don’t like it)
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| Everyday I fight with pain (and I don’t like it)
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| They don’t know what’s in my brain (and I don’t like it like it)
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| All these situations
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| Makin' me a hole inside my soul
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| Wish you to repair it
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| Hope that God will turn your thoughts for good
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| People drivin' me insane (and I don’t like it)
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| Human nature stucks in vain (and I don’t like it)
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| Everyday I fight with pain (and I don’t like it)
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| They don’t know what’s in my brain (and I don’t like it like it)
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| People drivin' me insane (and I don’t like it) |
| Human nature stucks in vain (and I don’t like it)
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| Everyday I fight with pain (and I don’t like it)
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| They don’t know what’s in my brain (and I don’t like it) |