| I reached up for my dreams but my arms is gettin' tired
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| Gotta put your feet in motion to get what you desired
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| Talkin' 'bout life hard, well you preachin' to the choir
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| Could survive any winter when your heart’s on fire
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| I see addiction, we switched to pot prescription, instead of usin' syringes
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| I’ve been smokin' on the tree and convinced myself that it’s different
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| Though we set the mind free, I must admit that I’m addicted
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| Depend on a substance to handle everyday wishes
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| I can’t even go to sleep without puffin' a little blesses
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| Hope to make my niggas strong and break them out of depression
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| So I put the drugs down to serve as a living lesson
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| I’m spreading peace, tell all my generation no weaponry
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| They brainwash the people and all of the youth especially
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| And I’m a part of the problem, tell the kids to do drugs and weed
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| I’d rather see you prosper, it’s 'bout the balance and symmetry
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| I sat on top the roof just waiting for the rain, it’s been a drought on the
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| land too much sun could fuel the pain
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| The irony, Solace McFly, the anomaly
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| I deviate away from the bullshit, they tryna slide to me
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| Let’s keep the world progressing so burn these niggas economy, political
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| philosophies and rewrite all their policies
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| I’m focused on chaging the hearts of our societies
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| Because it’s only on the universal level we really free
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| Free
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| Such a funny word, ain’t got no shackles on your wrist but still a slave to the
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| world
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| Mental clarity will come when you disconnect and swerve
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| Out the way of the obstacles blockin' you on your road
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| I sat on top the roof just waiting for the rain, it’s been a drought on the
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| land too much sun fuel the pain
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| Kicked the bottle in for too long I feel the strain
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| When I hit the throttle tryna move on I still remain
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| So I’m like go figure, don’t see the whole picture
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| We love the highs but you gotta ride out the lows nigga
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| I found the balance and now my life’s in control nigga
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| And not a thing is a challenge 'cause I’m a go getter
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| I sing my same songs too long you hold like I’mma move on
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| I’m tired of sittin' stagnant on the laws tryna rule on
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| My court knows what due on
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| Divorce from a few floors
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| Now AK hold a torch but my cloth don’t stay forced
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| Stayin' calm is almost like impossible to be
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| America always up but miss Barack up on the seat
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| How the progress like a novice 'cause you watch your fucking lead
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| Out of pocket pay the fee now all the benefits I reap
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| They try to stop you from belief of lying them for things you needing
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| But really we the fucking prophets nigga you depend on me
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| Boycott the system, middle finger to police
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| If we all watch the victims wrong doings obviously
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| History with peace it’s just a lie to stop the dreams
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| If we on you we could fly
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| Then they couldn’t sell us wings
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| My intent is sense the fake amongst another set of things
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| When you look me in my face you probably see a head of flames
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| Afraid of what the game is, reason why I hit the gains
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| Spreading love within the music, hopefully youth will do the same
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| Relearn the lessons that been stored up in your brain Gotta return the essence,
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| be as pure as when you came
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| Life ain’t no computer, you can’t hit escape key
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| Had to be my own tutor only god could grey me
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| Like they put a plague on us 'cause society is a disease
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| Our priorities the opposite from shit we really need
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| I sat on top the roof just waiting for the rain, it’s been a drought on the
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| land too much sun could fuel the pain
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| Kicked the bottle in for too long I feel the strain
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| When I hit the throttle tryna move on I still remain
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| So I’m like go figure, don’t see the whole picture
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| We love the highs but you gotta ride out the lows nigga
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| I found the balance and now my life’s in control nigga
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| And not a thing is a challenge 'cause I’m a go getter |