| Who are you to judge us?
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| You don’t live among us
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| You know what shooting kites is?
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| You should keep your mouth shut
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| Guerillas wildin', racial profilin'
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| Sometimes the biggest fight is to not prove y’all right and
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| How do you know what’s right?
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| And your code of conduct please
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| Monopoly’s a corporate greed and got the nerve to call us thieves
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| Yeah, we’re not so different
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| Your product is just as addictive and y’all just wanna fit in
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| You’re longing a sense of belonging
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| The broken seeds of Maslow’s hierarchy of needs
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| The need to be needed and we ain’t so different at one point
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| Every boy just wanna be like his daddy at some point
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| He was Hercules, a mystery, an absentee at one point
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| We all saw the city was doing the fathering and I’ma be just like that
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| Bleed blue and breathe smog, run the numbers
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| These are our best odds, inner city PTS
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| Kinda like a war vet, 'cept the P stands for present
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| Who are you to judge us?
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| You don’t live among us
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| You know what shooting kites is?
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| You should keep your mouth shut
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| You get jumped for your Jumpmans
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| And walk the same streets tomorrow
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| That’s the best way to get to school, got shoes I could borrow?
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| Jon Perez tio put him over in the flats
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| Let his cousin break his jaw, then went and got matching tats
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| These are rites of passage, inner city bar mitzvahs
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| You’re officially a man which means
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| You’re expected by any and all means
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| To respect the clan you came from and put first your team
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| I know you understand this
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| The code exists on every college campus
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| We ain’t so different, you just like me
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| 'Cept y’all call 'em fraternities
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| Who are you to judge us?
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| You don’t live among us
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| You know what shooting kites is?
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| You should keep your mouth shut |