| Old school new school depends on the mirror
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| I rhyme about the times when the youts are popping pillas
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| Miniature shotta mini rockers
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| Ain’t gotta lot of height but heart he got a lotta
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| Dads are never there, nobody really cares
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| Cause we got used to it like perm in black hair
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| So under the carpet is where it lives
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| Along with the fiddlers, politicians and them other miscreants
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| I have a common sense for world’s events
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| So when I hear it on the news I try and analyze the views
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| The pudding is the proof that’s why they looking sick looking malnourished
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| They should have never listened to it
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| Switch it off get it out like unruly kids
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| That’s why I was suspended from it I was never in it
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| If they invented it never for your development
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| If you can’t recognize it then you irrelevant
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| Me and my people live in tenement yards
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| And since they’re too watchy watchy we have to draw card
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| Duppy let go of my hand for this conundrum
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| Is gonna get me in trouble like what bam bam
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| And they don’t know the half of it,
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| I shook hands with the worry man so it’s pure worry man
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| So I’m doing it like it’s my last album
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| Nothing is guaranteed so watch the outcome
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| I doubt we out with them we never roll wid dem
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| Never catch me chilling with the other villains
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| I prefer the ones who do it out of need rather the greed
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| Know what I mean
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| I recognize the pain and the will
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| And ovastand that it’s a sh*tty deal
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| But hey blood whatever we keep it real,
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| Giving it to em until they will — listen
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| I know they think that we’re dumb — listen
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| They better know I ain’t the one — listen
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| I don’t believe what they say — listen
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| Can’t you tell I don’t play — listen
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| And they can say what they like — listen
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| Hide the facts with their lies — listen
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| But if you feel it in your heart — listen
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| When they say that you can’t
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| Every day we try to find a way
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| To get it together, to get it together
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| They better be afraid of what we got to say
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| Cause we be get it together
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| Hey, it’s a problem hey, it’s a problem
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| We glorify and glamorize the popular
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| The popular ting can get you kind of popping
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| He be saying nothing, she showing it all
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| Lyrics cut through nothing them fools with blunted tools
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| Certain songs I can’t mess wid
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| Cause the science in the sound got me screwing up my brow
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| I’m not sure how but I trust my own instincts
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| Cause as long as I’m here but spirit never extinct
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| So instinctively I push from the pagans
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| Kinda like a doctor prescription
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| Cause all I need to do is boost the melanin
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| Just give me some sunshine and good food the elements
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| It’s pretty much becoming prevalent
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| That these people are pretending that they are saying something
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| When they ain’t sayin' nothing at all
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| From the window to the wall
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| We evoke greatness till 20 ft. tall
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| I caught the feeling, caught the spirit, caught the vibe
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| We must awake the spirit so it comes alight
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| I never think I never tell no lies
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| What’s done in the dark will come to the light
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| So keep your stories, I am not a child
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| I’m big grown woman with a big grown life
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| While they’re pissing on kids and beating up their wives
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| I talk about the mother that sucking on the pipes
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| I talk about the kids with no voice out of sight
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| Running a fire to the power of the night,
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| I ain’t got time, I’m trying to do it all tonight
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| I’m listening to Pac, thinking least the brother tried
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| I recognize the pain and the will
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| And ovastand that it’s a sh*tty deal
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| But hey blood whatever we keep it real,
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| Giving it to em until they will — listen
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| I know they think that we’re dumb — listen
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| They better know I ain’t the one — listen
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| I don’t believe what they say — listen
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| Can’t you tell I don’t play — listen
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| And they can say what they like — listen
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| Hide the facts with their lies — listen
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| But if you feel it in your heart — listen
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| When they say that you can’t
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| Every day we try to find a way
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| To get it together, to get it together
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| They better be afraid of what we got to say
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| Cause we be get it together
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| Hey, it’s a problem hey, it’s a problem |