| It’s been in the seventies
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| Matters and reports on the streets
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| That new laws are needed at every level
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| But war alone cannot make men see right
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| We are confronted primarily with a moral issue
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| But part of the question is whether all Americans
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| Are to be alloted equal rights and equal oppurtunities
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| Whether we are going to treat our fellow Americans as we want to be treated
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| Dedicated, I came with the offerin
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| You know who it’s for
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| For the +Fake MC’s+ that swear they can rap
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| For all those cats that love to talk yak
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| For all those white kids who wanna be black
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| Yo love is still love y’all +I Gotcha Back+
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| This is Remedy, remote mind devices, my advice is priceless
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| The Devil got you chained in vices, the crisis
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| Will surface, your purpose is worthless
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| Attack on ya nervous, frontal lobe +Short Circuits+
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| The choices, the unheard voices
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| Comin from inside ya head, internally bled, red
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| Mislead and mentally dead, walkin
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| You said what you said, yo you was born to be talkin
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| I know about ya kind, ya state and frame of mind
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| Weakened deaf, dumb and blinds, you look but never find
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| The evil that men do, yo Satan is in you
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| The tempter of man, release the negative if you plan to continue
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| Your ways and actions, reactions, thought processin patterns
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| Not logical, can’t defeat the obstical
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| Understand, +I Ain’t Mad at 'Cha+
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| Got to do what I can, throw my pen and my pad at ya
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| To my hustlers on the corner, sell ya blow and ya crack
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| For the so-called Gods livin right and exact
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| Yo, positive and negative, opposites attract
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| Love is still love y’all +I Gotcha Back+
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| I be the Sun and the rain, the +Pleasure and Pain+
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| The light inside the dark, I could never explain
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| I be the Sun and the rain, the +Pleasure and Pain+
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| The light inside the dark, I could never explain
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| Fallen Angels are cast out of Heaven until
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| Created good became evil on ya own free will
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| No more, never taught, uncontrollable thought
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| Keep comin up short, happines cannot be bought
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| Remedy Ross, great centrifrical force
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| You’ll never learn, born to burn, in the fire
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| Take my kindness for weakness, humble and meakness
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| Those who speak don’t know so I stay speechless
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| Any man disrespects deserves and gets what he gets
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| The most merciful forgives but he never forgets
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| Yo I don’t need no friends, loose ends turned enemy
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| I weed out the fake, yes through process I Remedy
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| Eventually ya physcially trapped and strapped mentally
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| Love is still love though, +Death Be the Penalty+
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| Heavenly grounded with no plans of fallin
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| +Never Again+, +Never Again+, that’s my callin
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| No time for stallin, jet pack, acrobat raps, Venus fly traps
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| Buy that, base snare, kickin a hi-hat
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| Warfare apparell, in my path walk narrow
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| A buck-seventy-five pounds raw, laser arrow
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| Seal team six, always speak with our hands
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| Disrupts plans and carry out commands
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| Want to dance with the spoken word and holy tongue?
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| The Unsung Heroes of the Shaolin slums
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| Heavens to mercy, lightning shall strike those who curse me
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| Do not say thy name in vain, analyze the wise, it’s the guides
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| False tense and pretense, offense and defense
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| The lead current sequence
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| The great kings have a task, and our task
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| Our obligation is to make that revolution, that change
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| Peaceful and constructive to all
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| Those who do nothing are inviting shame as well as violence
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| Those who act boldly are recognizing right as well as reality |