| Judge not less GB, but people don’t ever think
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| Looking down on others, like a top floor resident
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| Making up their minds, not knowing the full facts
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| Won’t admit their mistakes, then tryna fall back
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| Funny how you make a choice as a grown man
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| People try take the law into their own hands
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| Confused vigilantes may be brainwashed
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| Judgement, but the peace starts when the hate stops
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| And I judge without thinking the times
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| I put the brakes on, same song, same right, same wrong
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| Trying look deep, see where your pain’s from
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| And express mine through the canvas I paint on
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| Tryna not stay stuck in my ways
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| Cause we too will be judged when we’re up in the frame
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| So I’m saying right now, I’m tryna keep an open mind
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| The bigger picture will become clear over time
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| Are you looking beyond the cover you see
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| Or judging me by the things the world made you believe?
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| Are you looking at the way that I dress
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| And thinking that it corresponds to the things in my head
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| Most hide from the truth and the past, they deny
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| Couldn’t judge themselves if they’re the last man alive
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| Would you look down on me cause of the place I reside
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| The money I provide, are we born in this divide
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| In your head you can hide 'till the day that you’re resting
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| Always speaking on others, never asking the question
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| What is it that you’re hiding through the hate and projecting tryna tell me how
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| to live like somehow it’s affecting
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| The way that you’re seeing it
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| People talk shit and they ain’t meaning it
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| After they’ve put out they stay redeeming it
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| Set your mind free from it, fools stay trivial
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| Only looking for covers, like a single, that’s digital
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| If I’m judging you, then my ego’s the jury
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| Whispering in my ear always trying to deter me
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| Or reassure me that you never know a life story
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| At first glance, take a chance or please ignore me
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| Why they judging, they ain’t God, this ain’t judgement day!
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| Spouting off their mouth about other’s lives everyday
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| Masking insecurities, they’ve always ever kept at bay
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| Too deep to face it, they hate on others to escape
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| They won’t get away with this, like bait plagiarists
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| They’re better off applying duct tape to their face’s lips
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| Think about the situation more before they take the piss
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| Everyone’s from different places and there’s many races
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| More acute about bringings, making different wages
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| But we’re all the same inside the human races
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| Facing abomination across the nation
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| Not respecting other’s choices, wanting consolations
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| Here’s your consultation
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| Be you or be me, that’s perfect for our integration
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| That’s forming elevation don’t ever judge others
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| Judge yourself and make changes |