| All them people who hold the keys
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| But continually close doors, know people dem fas
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| Fi all them fucking people who fas ya
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| Because you know what them are; |
| you is weak
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| Fi all them fucking people who lie, continuously lie
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| Just so them can steer wit' dem there, haha
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| Fi all them fucking people who ignore blatant facts
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| Just so them can maintain an order benefical only to themselves
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| Lord God!
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| Fi all them fucking people who are smiling at yer face
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| Only because them wan' see who there behind you, haha
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| Fi all them fucking people who believes all is fair an' equal
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| Ignorant of the fact that nuttin' of the sort
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| Fi all them people who never wan' see a man succeed
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| Improve an' better 'I'm bloodclaat self in life
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| Fi all them people who believes that charity begins at 'ome
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| Look here, mi say look upon the state of your 'ome
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| Fi all them fucking people who only concern in life
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| Is to mine our permanent state of hesitancy… believe
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| Fi all them fucking people who look by your face
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| And try to control how the way you run t’ings
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| Fi all them fucking people who like to see a grown man
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| Pick up them shit after them, trust mi
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| Fi all them people whose worthless ambivalence
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| Leads to nuttin' but frustration and self-obsessed anger
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| Fi all them people whose gain is my pain
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| There will come a time in life when only your pain will remain
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| Fi all them people who use the word 'friend' as an excuse
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| To carry on with slackness
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| An' take a whole heap of bloodclaat liberty
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| Fi all them fucking likkle yout' bwoy who thinks
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| They known everything about life
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| But them know nuttin', trust me
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| Fi all them people who full up them yard with picnic
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| Then come their tooth lose their mouths
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| Bawl an' beg me out on the street
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| Fi all them people whose worthless stupidness
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| Is only surpassed by the wickedness of other people
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| Fi all them yout' tha' thinks charity begins at home
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| Believe me… nuttin' begins at 'ome
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| … space it ilie… come tell’em man about the
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| … with our people who take a likkle bit of poetry…
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| All them fuckers… tell’em man…
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| Fi all them people who fas and call you what you know them as
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| You is weak, haha
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| Fi all them people who lie, continuously lie
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| Just so them can steer right with dem there
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| Fi all them fucking people who ignore blatant facts
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| Just so them can maintain a order benefical to themselves
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| Fi all them fucking people who are smiling at your face
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| Only because them wan' see who there behind you, trust mi
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| Fi all them people who believes all is fair and equal
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| Ignorant of the fact that nuttin' of the sort
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| Fi all the people who never wan' see a man succeed
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| Improve an' better 'I'm bloodclaat self in life
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| Fi all them people who believes that charity begins at 'ome
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| Trust mi, look upon the state of your home
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| Fi all them people whose only concern in life
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| Is to mine our permanent state of hesitancy
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| Fi all them fucking people who like to see a grown man
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| Pick up them shit after dem, heh heh
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| Fi all them people whose worthless ambivalence
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| Leads to nuttin' but frustration and self-obsessed anger
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| So, how did we get here and where do we go now?
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| How did we get here and where do we go now?
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| How did we get here and where do we go now?
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| How did we get here and where do we go now? |