| Yeah
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| Uh
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| I’m in the trenches, they on the benches
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| Talking tough talk, I put them on my shitlist
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| They so clueless, they call it business
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| the US? |
| None of your business
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| What’s good for the goose, good for the gander
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| Should put my thoughts on leaflets, let’s call it propaganda
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| I left my to-do list up in my daily planner
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| You can tell I’m African by my daily manners
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| Monkey see, monkey do, I guess it’s all bananas
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| A child of the night, but he never wore pajamas
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| Sometimes hurtin', the burden, so enormous
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| Clinging on the flea market and false promise
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| And to be honest, I never seen a zebra in my life
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| Just Adidas black and white stripes
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| And I never knew J.C. Penny or Fischer-Price
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| Only
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| An invisible man in the land of the invisible hand
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| Trying to eat a decent meal twice
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| A day in the life, living by the edge of the knife
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| Makes it harder and harder for me to be polite
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| A hungry man is an angry man
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| And if you pale in comparison, get you a tan
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| Call me Volta River Akosombo I give a damn
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| Making hydroelectric power to power my plant |