| Don’t censor me I live like a saint
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| I meditate every morning drink carrot juice I’m hardly late
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| Try censoring your candidate who gets head under the desk
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| If that’s what you get you can bet I wanna be the next prez
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| I deserve the best and if you think my lyrics are incendiary
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| I’ll go back to being an insipid secretary
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| Won’t inspire no one, then the world will be safe
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| I’ll just use words to talk about how Microsoft Word is so great
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| I feel bad that everyone is crazy and kids are smokin crack
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| I also feel bad that Michael Angelo might have hurt his back
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| And what if there were no tracts for Shakespeare or wax
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| For Flash no road for Kerouac
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| There might not have been rap
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| Leave us alone make your own family a better place
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| How much hate could we eliminate if you were down with your kids' mix tapes
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| It must have been fate that brought me to this game
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| So let’s gain use the platform for something more than Phat Farm
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| Sing about the Bling Bling Sing to help em outta
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| Sing Sing turn your beepers off ring ring
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| I’m getting sicker here’s the kicker fuck your Advisory Sticker
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| I’m advise to stick 'this CD made by Seagram’s Liquor'
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| (Bahamadia)
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| You’re puttin too much weight into words (too much weight)
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| And there’s too much hate in this world (too much hate)
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| Stop blamin us for all the pain and stuff
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| Fuck, shit man, it’s just a cuss we ain’t that dangerous
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| For every song that supposedly maimed someone’s life
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| There’s a million songs that changed someone’s life
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| Change your mind chains in your mind
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| People dyin gets defined by parents who lie and hurt their child
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| Dot commers don’t affect migrant farmers
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| Bronx Bombers get paid enough to help all the baby mamas
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| I’m a vomit this 'til all the lobbyists in congresses
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| Keep their promises and the artists are all real artists
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| And the fathers finish what the fuck they started
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| Comma comma what the hell do I know
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| I’m just an MC getting real damn busy on the mic
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| Getting all up in a tizzy
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| I might just shutup and brag on how I keep my rhymes tight
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| Cuz that’s what’s selling tonight
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| You puttin too much weight into words
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| And there’s too much hate in this world
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| This vocalized opes got the whole globe upset
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| Authoritive figures wanna take it outta contents
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| Freedom of speech but choppin off this nonsense
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| I expose the truth to hate whoever wants it?
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| Life experiences in put into deliverel contents
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| Sometimes it’s negative and sometimes it positive
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| Bare my soul like it were a sacrificial offering
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| Stealing off the label that’s escapable regardless
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| Chested artists and the world I play a part in
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| Makin it harden, how many hearts are made of hearten? |