| The train is moving along, I think about it every day
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| A lot of people doubt it every day
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| Thinking that it’ll be derailed by justice even if we don’t obstruct it
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| Just so long as we discuss it, that’s a dangerous assumption
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| For real
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| The motorman was placed there by our enemies
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| He’s driving out of pace to inflate all our discrepancies
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| And hoping that the pain is potent
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| 'Cause when you fight a homie next to you
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| You both forget to ask where the train’s going
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| They aim to privatise, feed us with the giant lies
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| Make me believe that you alone the reason I’m deprived
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| Designer lines and sign which the game is played
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| While they line the sides
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| Watching us scrimmage as we fall for all the gimmicks
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| And cops still killing kids 'cause of what colour that their skin is
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| And if they make it past bookings then they funnelled into prisons
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| So they can catalyse billions
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| See, the train work in systems
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| And when you add 'em up it feel like you can’t make a difference
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| After all, you ain’t driving, is you?
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| The motorman got the wheels, couple conductors
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| But the people, they all riding with you
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| And they got their own stops, ain’t troubled with yours
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| You can’t stop the train alone you just get stuck in the doors
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| The information’s abundant but the facts somewhere out
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| There on the tracks
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| Near the third rail, you’ll learn there about wealth and all the gaps
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| About oil companies more powerful than any president
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| 'Bout weapons manufacturers cashing in on where death is spent
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| 'Bout how we’re taught to use and use
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| But not to love, consume, buy lots of drugs and technology
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| Lock us up, in our own minds
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| Paradigms are redefined and bear in mind that
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| Who you are is beautiful
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| And you don’t need to wear disguises, but no
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| The train’s moving, there’s no time for the truth
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| But I refuse, I won’t abandon the proof
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| Tries they made to gerrymander the youth
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| And hope that they fail when I shoot
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| With any bystander whose tooth begged for my hand in its roots
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| But I won’t fall for it, 'cause it’s freedom over punchlines
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| The greatest lie’s that there ain’t no power in just one mind
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| If you would now begin to look outside the walls
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| We’re confined by
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| We can stop the train together, the endeavour is ours
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| The environment is set but see the weather is ours
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| But the cleverest bars couldn’t get you the charge
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| This just an outlet
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| I can’t move you, shit I gotta move me
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| I be dammed if I’m more than a man, you could’ve fooled me
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| But the same things I thought were making me weak are the same things that are
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| making me speak
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| I understand that I matter, but I’m finally starting
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| To get that I matter
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| And that we’s the only matter more important than me |