| 2017 and the earth is filled with violence
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| Turmoil creepin in the mindstate
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| The media been tryin to start a race war
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| While the rich still unaffected by the crime rate
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| Irate citizens are in the street demanding change
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| But none of us agree on what to change to
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| Im sittin here just plottin on a move while the fam
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| Steady prayin that this industry don’t change you
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| And I ain’t finna compromise nothin
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| People said I’m switchin sides but yall frontin
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| Homie you don’t really know my heart
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| This my work and I’ma do this thing with all my might
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| Boy thats on my life
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| You don’t like the things I’m sayin in my music
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| You don’t have to listen when I’m speakin on it
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| If I’m promising you one thing that you can expect from me
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| I guarantee you I’mma always keep it honest
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| Yeah, Indie tribe you know we’ve been up on it yeah
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| Chewin up every single opponent, yeah
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| But who’s my competition but my brothers
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| Jealousy has gotten into me comparing me to another
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| When I see their accomplishments and accolades
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| I get jaded but I keep it hidden from my face
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| Cause I don’t want the world to see me as I really am
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| A self-righteous hypocrite thats always throwin shade, yeah
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| On January first of every year I open up my bible
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| And I always say I’m gonna talk to God more
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| By January fifth I hit Leviticus
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| And then I start to question everything that I believe in God for
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| By January 10th I put it down
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| And drown in doubt I’m down and out
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| Convinced that I have fallen out of grace now
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| Then I remember when You showed my Your face
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| The world is hungry for Your love and I’ve been runnin in place
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| So now I’m askin for Your help to get me back in this race
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| And I’mma speak my testimony just to give em a taste
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| Of what Your freedom really like before I hear it’s too late
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| Cause I got homies droppin dead from all these pills that they take
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| Ayo this thing an epidemic you can’t fathom the rate
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| And all rappers on the radio stay movin that weight
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| And I won’t hesitate to call you out when I know you’re fake
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| That goes to Future Juicy J and all the rest of you lames, yeah
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| If I had started making music just so I could get wealthy
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| I’d have gone to law school so Donald Trump would expel me
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| Then I’d sue the government in hopes that it would propel me
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| On my Zach De La Rocha, I won’t do what you tell me
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| Got a lot of hatred in my heart I need y’all to help me
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| I need you to pray for me, I need you to check me
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| Cause when I see my sin as God does it wrecks me
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| And I need that perspective up in my life to correct me
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| If racism dead, why are churches segregated?
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| This the land of the free
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| But lead the world in incarcerated citizens
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| With the minimum sentences
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| Still a remnant of the thing we thought we changed with the 13th amendment
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| We still growin, still movin
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| We stay steady, we go through it
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| We ain’t losin and y’all knew it
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| Don’t see the world in the same way I used to
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| The current state is tumultu
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| (Splash into water)
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| People say that drowning is actually a really peaceful way to die.
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| It’s not difficult to see why. |
| After the shock and hysteria passes,
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| after fluids finally fill your lungs as you struggle to hold your breath,
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| a certain serenity takes hold after you surrender. |
| But you don’t die
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| immediately, you become numb. |
| And the longer that you’re under, the more you
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| forget what could have been. |
| And you lose perspective on what’s about to happen |