| I’m a super soula
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| Stayin' present 'till the movie over
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| If I could do it all over I would do it sober
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| Maybe not
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| Maybe so
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| Ate a couple shrooms never made it to the blow
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| But I sold a lot of dro
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| Started with some stress then invested in the grow
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| Need money, see money
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| Built a music empire with a little weed money
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| Kirby that’s my main man
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| Started out of Stockton California with the same plan
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| God married he a changed man
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| Lotta new friends but I still got the same fans
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| They say damn that’s amazing bro
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| Flip the blood money now the currency is crypto
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| Shout out to equipto
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| Fuck Ann Lee let my nigga run frisko
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| Fuck the paper
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| Fuck the paper
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| Let it burn
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| You make mistake after mistake and then you learn
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| That the money don’t make the world turn
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| And I put that on my Momma they ain’t takin' what I earned
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| Fuck the paper
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| Fuck the paper
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| Let it burn
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| You make mistake after mistake and then you learn
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| Let it burn
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| That the money don’t make the world turn
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| And I put that on my life they ain’t takin' what I earned
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| So tell the government to suck my dick
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| Counted votes but they don’t mean shit
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| I hope this motherfucker get his throat slit
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| Hit a pain in my heart when i wrote this shit
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| So tell the government to suck my dick
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| Counted votes but they don’t mean shit
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| I hope this motherfucker get his throat slit
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| Had tears in my eyes when I wrote this shit
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| I’m a super soldier
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| Keep it moving 'til the movement’s over
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| Keep a toolie for the rollers that’s what Huey showed us
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| It all used to be legal
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| That’s until we started packin' they was scared of my people
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| (Power to the people)
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| Well armed and well trained
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| The power of a bullet
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| The power of your brain
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| (Let it bang)
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| Educated street music vibes
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| There really ain’t no difference between you and I
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| They separate us by skin color
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| So we don’t unite and get to fightin' with Big Brother
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| The all seeing eye
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| Glued to our phones now we all seein' lies
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| I say it’s time we all rise
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| We about to change the world soon as this generation dies
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| So let the truth set you free
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| Then set fire to the system 'cause it wasn’t meant to be
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| Fuck the paper
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| Fuck the paper
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| Let it burn
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| You make mistake after mistake and then you learn
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| That the money don’t make the world turn
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| And I put that on my Momma they ain’t takin' what I earned
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| Fuck the paper
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| Fuck the paper
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| Let it burn
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| You make mistake after mistake and then you learn
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| Let it burn
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| That the money don’t make the world turn
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| And I put that on my life they ain’t takin' what I earned
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| So tell the government to suck my dick
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| Counting votes but they don’t mean shit
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| I hope this motherfucker get his throat slit
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| Hit a pain in my heart when i wrote this shit
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| So tell the government to suck my dick
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| Counting votes but they don’t mean shit
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| I hope this motherfucker get his throat slit
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| Had tears in my eyes when I wrote this shit |