| Uh… It’s Eighteen
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| Life in the Keystone State.
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| Doors opening…
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| And they just close right in your face…
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| You just gotta break in
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| Damn…
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| A voice unheard, don’t you hear me calling?
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| I really got nothing but somehow I put it all in
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| I worry everyday, do I deserve this hard shit?
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| Flying to the top but God tell me will I fall quick?
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| When I make it there, just life below the heavens
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| Above the blue sky, but I ain’t got no exile
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| Like God, why am I from a dirty place where lead fly?
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| But I knew that I could change it if I tried, I’m down to ride
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| Hardest days of my life were no mother and father
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| On stage in the lights but look, none of them saw it
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| Stuck in rap roulette, the game is the revolver
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| Pulling the trigger on my future, just take a chance
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| You won’t believe it, I’m kindergarten dreaming
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| A prophet how I show them the light, but they ain’t see it
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| And you was in the streets while I was packing up leaving
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| And everybody told me take it easy, oh jesus…
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| I don’t wanna cry no more
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| I don’t wanna try no more
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| They tell me give up, give up, give up
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| But I can’t it’s time to get up, get up, get up
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| Cause I can
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| I don’t wanna cry no more
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| I dont wanna try no more
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| They tell me give up, give up, give up
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| But I can’t it’s time to get up, get up, get up
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| Cause I can
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| Tayyib Ali
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| Keystone State of Mind
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| Now listen. |
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