| We eat, we all eat, you know what I’m sayin'?
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| You know, since when this shit became business music?
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| You know what I’m sayin'?
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| Back, back before, it was more about music
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| Now it’s more about the business than the music
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| Man, niggas rappin' about how much fuckin' points and shit they probably
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| gettin' now instead fuckin' lyrics
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| You know
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| Shit suppose come from your heart, man, pain
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| It’s the voice for the voiceless people, man
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| Ayo, my roots run deeper than a tree Eve Adolf
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| Fastin' your seatbelt, prepare for the takeoff
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| Watch for Romans 'cause Judas been paid off
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| They move in the form of Alexander to Adolf
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| My mind be a war machine built for the Moorish king
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| Same way Drew Ali stood for his own regime
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| Razah gone rah for the Maccabees on my team
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| Loaded up clips, wipe the guns off, we wanna oil you
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| Devils want beef, we in the hallway
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| Waitin' for you, half man, half immortal
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| Send him through a time portal
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| Oracle, fourth be Morpheus
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| This is motivation for the kids in the orphanage
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| Operation butterfly, my mind metamorphosis |
| Change from the caterpillar, attack of the black guerrillas
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| Round up all my niggas, stuck through the corners with us
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| Set off the transmitters
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| The voice of the voiceless people, man |