| Life, dance, stay, free, we, live
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| And the beat goes
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| Life, dance, stay, free, we, live
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| And the beat goes
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| Make noise for the loved ones
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| Bang on the drums
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| Celebrate where you come from
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| Wake up in the morning its a blessing
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| Every day is a prayer
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| And you feel it right there, right here
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| But you want a little somethin' somethin'
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| Carry on til the evenin' is teethin'
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| Reach another day another search for the reason
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| And then the night bites in what it is
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| Learn how to dream enough to learn to live
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| Positive, affirmative, gotta make it happen like
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| There’s an alternative now whose turn it is
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| Mine and I earn and give to stay permanent
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| Shock shock waves didn’t hold your weight
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| Now you wanna change the clock but then it all stops
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| And we forget that, we wanna get back
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| To where we left off, a few steps off
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| You wanna get on, you gotta get right
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| Hold on sit tight, look at the dim light
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| Take a breath, ask yes with some insight
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| Say yes from your belly through your wind pipe
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| And now it feels like you probably should’ve been right
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| And it feels good, feels like you never left
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| Lil' young cat got that shit togetherness
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| Feel high like mount everest, forever fresh
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| So good, I think we want another yes
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| But know the facism and classism
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| Up to being passed like they never had rhythm
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| In the first place, worst case scenario
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| We’ll be seein' and hearin' and now we’re stereo
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| Same shit, different assholes, splash the bowl
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| Capture cowboy, take away his lasso
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| We’re goin' forth to a new day our own way
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| This is high time, not what they say
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| They’re playin' foul play, I’m playin' James Brown
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| We’re gonna find out the truth any day now
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| They only weigh out, lookin' for a way out
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| I just got here, and I’m stayin'… I’m just sayin'
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| And the beat goes
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| Life, love, dance, sing, no, war, stay, free, we, can, live, yes
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| And the beat goes
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| Life, love, dance, sing, no, war, stay, free, we, can, live, yes
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| And the beat goes
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| Yen, Euro, Dollar sign, wipe myself
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| Try to keep the money all mine
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| All the numbers keepin' your health
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| I give some thought but my feelin' is felt
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| I can find out when this feelin' is felt
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| It’s like that we don’t gotta deal with needle in this feelin' itself
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| Inside when we’re screamin' for help on the outside
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| Shinin' for the public, the DJ’s love it
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| We’re movin' with the cruise control, groove with the soul
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| It’s new or it’s old, if it’s true then it’s told
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| The negro spiritual ah-code sexual ode
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| 204−9 area code, if it’s good then it must be sold
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| That’s what they say, but I’m still not sold
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| Still loyal to the rhythm and the melody
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| The beat and it’s tellin' me, words that weigh heavily
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| Open my heart readily, good days they better be soon
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| Because I’m almost changin' my mind
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| (yes)
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| And I’m almost changin' my blinds
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| Spent a lot of time seekin’to find
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| It’s more about the truth and the treat
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| Not about the lyric or the beat
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| It’s more about the lines fillin' the seats
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| People jump in band wagons and end up on cruises
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| Different ideas still might fall to confusion
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| I spent a lot of time losin', still in the game
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| Enough practice, still sharp with the aim
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| Teeter-totter never came to my side, still enjoyin' the ride
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| I put my weight down just the same
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| Fuck pride foes died so I can tell you my name
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| Just leave from my life, lil' yes not a maybe in sight
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| Except maybe that I may be right (yes)
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| But the world shakes stayin up in dangerous heights
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| It had to come down twenty-nine flights
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| And when he wasn’t dead, tell me what you think he said
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| Life, love, dance, sing, no, war, stay, free, we, can, live, yes
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| And the beat goes
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| Life, love, dance, sing, no, war, stay, free, we, can, live, yes
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| And the beat goes |