| Today is the day God bless
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| The morning after I
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| Must confess
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| Them worry I
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| Must be free
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| Jump and rise
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| Make I&I feel alright
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| Today is the day God bless
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| The morning after I
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| Start progress
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| No sorrow to provide
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| Must be free
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| Jump and rise
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| Ake I&I feel alright
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| Yo, in the morning after the sun will rise, let us greet the day
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| Some of them bad things fade away
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| It will make a change, it will rise, live and listen
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| You can not deny the high provide us in most of our visions
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| Roots
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| Speak for the youth, make a wise turn
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| Social Life firm is my expertise in general
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| Look you might learn
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| It once took silence, crooks and violence
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| Now it’s knowledge and guidance
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| Vibing on the sound
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| Postmen arriving, anticipate it’s up to you
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| In the morning after there is always a day before to make it through
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| Run from disaster one day it will come
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| Because there is one love, one aim, one God, for revolution
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| I seize the day for better days like this
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| Early rise I can’t effort to loose track so I
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| Seize the day, for better days like this |
| Greet the morning and give thanks to the sky so I
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| Remind myself of days before
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| No more suffering and pain for the poor
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| And I remind myself of days not half as good as this one
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| Move on
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| Greetings all earth-beings
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| Flesh-eating or vegetable-chewing
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| Thinking you are better off with potatoes or noodles
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| Icebergs or sunbursts, Eskimos or Negroes
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| Ain’t we all God’s children, cause Him see and know
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| Remember this day will bring joy
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| Freedom and equality these little boys and girls must be free
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| On the count of four hit me off
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| And y all can sing along
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| One billion, two billion, three billion, four billion men strong
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| It goes (cause) back to the days of furnishing
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| When pen and paper wrote Documents
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| We had y’all listen to the most divine
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| The greatest in time
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| The beats couldn' t carry on rhyme
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| Now it’s glimpse in the dark
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| The most original art
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| Not even rims on your car couldn' t shine this hard
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| Hit me off
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| We can flont but it hurts my imago
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| Changed cargo S80 Volvo
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| Ride on the rhythm, the highest allies
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| It’s not the size that did them. |
| But the vibes that drivin' |
| The music, how we use it, I produced it
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| Can not refuse it
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| Countless attempts of tackling my camp
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| Still it’s E, S. D., Uniq and Postmen
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| Out of millions have we been chosen
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| Love nobody knows when Postmen begins to judge |