| They blew up my auntie’s building
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| Put out her great grandchildren
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| Who else in America
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| Deserves to have that feeling
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| Where else in America
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| Will they blow up yo village
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| Don’t knock me down
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| Don’t knock me down
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| I beg you, I’m just chilling
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| I’ll fight you all, I’m willing
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| Just show me who’s that villain
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| I don’t see one, I don’t see one
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| I can’t find nobody
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| Chicago or Benghazi
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| A high rise without no lobby
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| Run up stairwells like Rocky
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| 'Cause these elevators so sloppy
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| Stop me now if I’m lyin'
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| But I don’t need your buy in
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| Heard a hundred sirens
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| Attention’s undivided
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| I was in there, she lived there
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| She raised a few of her kids there
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| No lobby
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| No swimming pool
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| No need in buying no swimwear
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| Got memories from in high chairs
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| I stayed quiet like Ice Bear
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| They say America fights fair
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| But they won’t demolish your timeshare
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| Blew up my auntie’s building
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| Put out her great grandchildren
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| That building cost 10 million
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| Now an empty lot not filled in
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| It was people there and kids there
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| And drug dealers and church folk
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| And they hit that shit with a wrecking ball so hard
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| Thought the whole earth broke
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| All them people dispersed though
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| Federal to commercial
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| State demolished my circle
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| I guess everywhere is my turf though
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| That’s the sound of them tearing my body down, to the ground
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| That’s the sound of them tearing my body down, to the ground
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| That’s the sound of them tearing my body down, to the ground
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| That’s the sound of them tearing my body down, to the ground
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| That’s the sound of them tearing my body down, to the ground |