| It’s that wave of judgement
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| It suffocating, I love and hate it
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| I get to turn’em they hate to love it
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| Befuddled faces staring back at me
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| And they feel like they should want to hate it
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| But I don’t blame’em sometimes I even become impatient
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| With my damn self like you want to make it what you gone do with
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| All that power and wealth are you just moving through
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| Are you gonna be another white boy up on the stage
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| Writing words down on the page
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| About what you wish that you could change
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| But you ain’t got the prudence to
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| Who are you man who are you I’m losing you
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| You loser you
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| Do do do do do do
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| Yeah but I snap back to it
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| Make adjustments to my head this is snap-back music
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| Back track to it I never had a path that’s fluid
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| These people looking at me like «Craft that new shit»
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| It’s crazy, huh, my intentions have always been righteous
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| But intentions is just intentions gone be all up in my mentions
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| Saying I don’t contribute gotta make sure they ain’t right shit
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| I’m almost there but I ain’t quite yet, there’s work to be done
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| And I’ve been thinking for a long long time
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| I’ve been sitting on this train so much on my mind
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| Trying to leave my mark here before my rides over
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| They told me ain’t much time til my shines over
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| I tell’em homie when I die that’s when the grind’s over
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| Trying to keep this chip from growing larger up on my shoulder
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| Yuh
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| Hey
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| Yuh yuh yuh
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| Said I just want to make a difference
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| But first I gotta make all these decisions
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| Hope I find me the way
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| Hope I find me the way
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| Said I just want to make a difference
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| But first I gotta make all these decisions
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| Hope I find me the way
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| Hope I find me the way
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| Yuh yuh
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| Ye
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| Yuh
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| Lalala
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| Ha
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| Yuh
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| TTE 4
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| Heheh what’s funny is, they tell you «stand clear, closing doors» right,
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| or in other words, keep your head down and don’t get in the way, you know.
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| Let all those invisible rich people with all the power that you never met,
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| the ones that move the world in the direction it’s headed, let their plan keep
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| playing out. |
| But even when one person sticks their arm in the door the whole
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| train gets held up for a minute; |
| the status quo stops. |
| Imagine if everyone
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| stood in the door at once, to stop the fucking train from headed to the shitty
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| place we all know its headed! |
| If they really understand and care that everyone
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| on the train was just trying to get home like them, you could do it!
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| But look around these days, I see a lot of people who spend all day thinking
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| about themselves, but somehow still don’t know their own strength |