| Now, there’s a vision laid out
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| And a schedule to keep
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| And there’s no one to lead you astray
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| It’s been all figured out
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| By the great demigod
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| Who’s in charge of your army of slaves
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| You keep on going
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| But what do you get
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| You gotta come full circle, brother
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| Save your souls, you muthos
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| Come full circle brother
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| And dig right where you stand
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| I still remember those times
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| When our heads were held high
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| And we fought just relentless to win
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| And now you’re just one of those pathetic yes-men
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| Who claim it’s never too late to give in
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| Whatever happened
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| To all your grand plans
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| Create a new world order
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| 'Cos no one will ever make it for you
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| Make a statement like no other
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| You gotta come full circle brothers
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| You gotta get — get ypur shit together now
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| Come full circle, brother
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| Save your souls you muthas
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| Come full circle, brother
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| Make a statement like no other
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| Dig right where you stand
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| Never let it get outta hand
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| Save your souls, you mothers
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| Come full circle, brothers |