| I’m a stranger, no one knows me
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| No one understands the troubled man that I be
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| How’d I get here? |
| Please come and find me
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| I wanna go somewhere that all my cares can be free
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| Yeah, I had a dream all people were made equal (yea)
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| Hollywood and hip-hop didn’t exploit evil (dang)
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| Ignorance wasn’t synonymous with Hood (dang)
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| We wanted God and we didn’t settle for good (dang)
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| In my dreams He will save you
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| And Lord’s not a name to increase an agenda or platform (dang)
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| In a world where government cared more
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| About feedin' the poor and not fundin' the war (dang)
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| No matter your color we were all brothers
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| Some just have a different type of tan than others
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| Ha, in my dream hate was bowin' down to grace
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| Along with racism they were mentored by faith
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| Ha, then it grew and it became service along with racism
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| They were mentored by purpose
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| In my dream anger was quick to listen
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| Charity and peace were close friends with riches (yeah)
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| Contentment was never jealous of business
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| And pride was always kickin' it tight with forgiveness
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| Ha, in my dreams it’s such a good life there
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| I’m startin' to think I don’t belong in this nightmare (hey)
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| Oh, something in me knows this is not my home
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| This is not my home
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| And a stranger I will be until you come for me
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| Until you take me home
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| It’s been so many years, count the days and hours
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| I feel trapped in this world wide web no browser
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| Search my journey a pilgrim no mayflower
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| Just April showers April fool, April fool
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| Flashback grab that had that where’s that fast track fade black
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| Ha where did it go?
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| First home first gone thirst on hurts strong search on what’s wrong
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| Ha where did it go?
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| Thrill is gone — that’s the blues under blue skies
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| Time flies for every mile do I earn rewards
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| Tell me Lord put somethin' on my commissary
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| Penitentiary livin' from this sentence so wanna run on run home
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| Tryin' to find myself that I lost that was so long
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| But after all this time my mind’s so gone
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| My past is a stranger, my presence is acquainted
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| I soon forget my future I ain’t never met
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| Unknown plastic faces displaced to betrayed visions
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| Images of shenanigans yeah dummy like mannequins
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| Can I speak candidly more fake than for real
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| Livin' in a fantasy freeze time insanity
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| Born to crawl walk run walk then crawl
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| The fate of all to face the call of every man’s fall
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| The pain of that can drive many to be maniacs
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| Or manic depressive requestin' that’s how insane we act
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| It’s hard to face the facts that soon this track will run its course
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| I just pray that we’ll be okay with what this means for us
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| The end is near no need to fear when hope is clear
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| The time keeps moving, it’s true, bring in the chorus
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| Man it’s such a good life there
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| You don’t like my dreams, well good luck in this nightmare
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| Huh, it’s such a good life there
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| You don’t like my dreams, well good luck in this nightmare
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| Dang it’s such a good life there, such a good life there
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| You don’t believe in dreams, well good luck in this nightmare
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| Yeah good luck in this nightmare
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| It’s such a good life there
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| I’m a stranger |