| A mi name Swnkah, comin' live
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| Kingston fight, black roots, youths from
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| Big up RZA, Mathematics, all Wu-Tang Clan
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| A we come for Chinatown to Babylon
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| If I put my fist through the face of a racist
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| Smack 'em tasteless
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| Would I face three cases in court, locked in places
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| Or shackled to a seat of a bus, a hundred of us Life in America shouldn’t be so tough
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| We got western civilization got me fighting for my civil rights
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| After fighting scores of war, we still fight for our civil rights
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| To be equal citizens with equal opportunity
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| Equal chance to advance and uplift our communities
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| But instead we getting shot in the head
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| Like a black man life ain’t worth a loaf of bread
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| «Stop or I shoot,» you stop, they still shoot
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| Buck, buck, buck they stomp you out with steel boots
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| Oh, why, why, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why, why, why?
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| They trying to distract us from our practice
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| And shackle us up, mentally retract us backwards
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| Attack us like the prophet on the way to Damascus
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| It’s like we huddle up, had control of the ball, let 'em sack us Now they overtax us as if they want to collapse us Don’t be diluted by this foolishness
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| 30 years old man still want nothing do with this
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| Try to find career and a beer on the weekend
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| And a freak he could take to the crib on the weekend
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| SUV, XM, heat, only plays the Weeknd
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| Only wanna fuck you 5 AM with no tweeting
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| Honey’s 25 should be working but she’s twerking
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| Nobodies tripping she could make money from stripping
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| And I’m sitting in the back sipping my 'yac
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| Can’t help but thinking that «What does her father think of that?»
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| Probably because I got a daughter
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| I heard Money Mayweather, he makes it rain without water
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| He dropped 50 G’s at a strip club near the border
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| A dozen women crawling on all fours up Woah, hey, you should’ve saw her
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| You should’ve took that money to a college campus
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| But then again, I guess momma needed some Pampers
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| But from my view, these wizards need some pampering
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| Not stop looting and tamperin' with the essence
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| Even with a lack of substance
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| And she wonders why, why, why she can’t keep her husband?
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| We come to unite people
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| Every color, every race
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| Every shape, every face
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| All around the nation
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| No discrimination
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| Peace and love
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| From generation to generation
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| Jah, not take it no more
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| RZA, Wu-Tang Clan, take it to there
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| (Oh, why, why?)
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| It’s getting realer
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| Streets gettin' hotter, I could feel it Who am I to put a gun to another
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| I’m just trying to show love to my brother
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| Hands up, I just pray to God I make it out
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| (Stop killin')
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| Is my life not enough, am I hard to love
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| If it’s America we trusted each other knock me down
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| And I’m just trying to live it up Only one life to live and I ain’t trying to give it up Oh, why, why, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why?
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| Oh, why, why, why, why? |