| Lullaby, baby don’t say a word
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| You gotta live beyond what you see
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| Urban zone, no more homes
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| Work to break carceral continuum
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| What you got, all you got’s new pavement
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| Up north trip or an encasement
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| Bodies burn inside the station
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| Buildings burn, now you got new pavement
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| Don’t trust what will swallow you
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| We ain’t going back there
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| Bet I know it bothers you
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| We ain’t going back
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| Lullaby, baby don’t say a word
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| I see 'em circling, recreate the hurt
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| This work won’t make you free
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| Sacrifice nobody
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| Buildings burn, now you got new pavement
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| Up north trip or an encasement
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| Bombs will probably break this hurt
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| Shake us from the earth
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| We ain’t going back there
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| We ain’t going back
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| Bet I know it bothers you
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| We ain’t going back
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| Buildings burn, now you got new pavement
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| Up north trip or an encasement
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| Bombs or drought will break this hurt
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| Shake us from the earth
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| We ain’t going back
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| We ain’t going back there
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| We ain’t going back
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| We ain’t going back |