| We livin' in a mean time and an aggressive time
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| A painful time, a time when cynicism rots the vine
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| In a time where violence blocks the summer shine
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| Lifetimes, go by in a flash
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| In a search for love, in a search for cash
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| Everybody wanna be some fat tycoon
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| Everybody wanna be on a tropic honeymoon
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| Nobody wanna sing a little bit out of tune
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| Or be the backbone of a rebel platoon
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| It’s too soon to step out of line
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| You might get laughed at you might get fined
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| But do you feel me when I say I feel pain everyday
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| When I see the way my friends gotta slave
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| And never get ahead of the bills they gotta pay
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| No way no way
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| Some make a living doing killing Columbia penicillin
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| Some are willing to play the villain they just cillin'
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| To pass the time, pass the information
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| Or pass the wine
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| Pass the buck or pass the baton
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| But can’t pass the police or the pentagon
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| The IRS or the upper echelon
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| I think it’s time to make a move on the contradiction
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| Bom-Bom, rock the nation
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| Take over television and radio station
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| Bom-Bom, rock the nation
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| Give the corporation some complications
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| This is the dawning of our time I say it one more time
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| To emphasis the meaning of my rhyme
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| To rise above all the dirt and grime
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| Add the right spice at the right time
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| Fuck the constitution
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| Are we part of the solution or we part of the pollution
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| Sittin' by and wonderin' why
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| Things aren’t the way we like to find them to be, to be
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| For you and for me the people over there and the ones in between
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| Check our habitation are we a peace lovin' nation
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| Peace lovin' nation
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| I have a reasonable doubt I think I’ll just spell it out
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| There’s no reason to scream or to shout
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| The NRA just bought a man’s soul
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| Then he jumps up and shouts gun control
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| The government says that killin' a sin
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| Unless you kill a murderer with a lethal syringe
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| So I ask again «are we peace lovers then»
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| Some of them slang guns when they’re six years old
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| This whole damn place seems to, lost control
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| So I raise my voice before I loose my soul
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| This is the way I’ll express my feelings
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| Vibe revealed and revolved spinnin' on a record y’all
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| Try to confiscate take what I communicate with
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| It’s ancient gift of the lip steady creating
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| Activating passin' vocal vibrations to the blind plus seeing
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| Human doesn’t mean just being
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| Be coming don’t believe it just belife it
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| Belongings or beloved rehearse it or recite it
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| While shinning drop your guns and move your tongues
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| Battle motivation in no time lyrics come
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| Sometimes fun others run their mouth or away
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| My minds co beaming like an early sunray
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| One day we’ll get the picture and all combine
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| Less the talking bout mines is mine and become one mind
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| Every piece of the puzzle has its place
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| To build the piece of the puzzle called the human race
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| Taking it long enough we crush the journalistic
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| Dyslexic critters talk backwards to rap words
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| I’m sure raising my hands with questions and demands
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| Statements and a plan with a map of the land |