| I was born, raised on a slave plantation
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| In the United States, of the red, white and blue
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| Never knew that I was different, till Dr. King was on a balcony
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| Lyin' in a bloody pool
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| I expected so much more from a loving
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| A loving, loving society
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| A truthful explanation, you know what
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| I got another, another conspiracy
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| If it was just a dream, listen, call me, call me a dreamer too
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| With more rewards and accolades, then anyone before or after
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| 21st century, oh what a shame, what a shame
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| Race, race still matters
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| A race to what, and where we going
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| We in the same boat, but I’m the only one rowing
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| Last time I checked, you were sleeping, but you can call me a dreamer too
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| (What's up with this)
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| Peanut butter logic, served on a bed of lies
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| Don’t go down too easy, when you’ve seen your father cry
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| Have you ever clutched the steering wheel in your car too tight
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| Praying that police sirens just pass you by that night
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| While the helicopter circles us, this theory’s getting deep
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| Think they’re spraying chemicals over the city
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| While we sleep
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| Come on, I’m staying awake
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| you can call me a dreamer too
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| (Ahhh, I got one eye open for these devils)
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| (Wake up, wake up)
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| (I pledge allegiance, to.) |