| The dark side of the city
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| Sirens are the stereo
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| The dark side of the city
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| How low can we go?
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| How low can we go?
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| Well, don’t let it get you down, no
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| We’re getting more than we can handle
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| We live a dangerous scandal
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| No love, no
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| No love, no
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| Kids afraid of being shot up
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| Shooter drills are how they brought up
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| With E. Gonzalez we all stand up
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| «We call B.S.,» though
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| No love, no
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| The left-wing and right-wing are flexing the fight
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| Afraid to speak out when we know this ain’t right
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| Our thoughts and our prayers, they don’t help if we got
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| Time to change it (Yeah)
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| We all living like strangers
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| We ain’t living like neighbors no more
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| No love, only anger
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| How low can we go?
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| How low can we go?
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| Oh, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| Low, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| Low, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| How low can we go?
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| How low can we go?
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| The upside-down is now the future
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| Friends don’t lie, but damn, they use ya
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| If social media don’t choose ya
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| You’re just a shadow
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| So shallow
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| Money and greed don’t get ya what you want
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| It’s beating us down, we don’t want it to stop
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| Out here, just spilling our blood for the top
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| But we about to feel the drop
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| We all living like strangers
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| We ain’t living like neighbors no more
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| No love, only anger
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| How low can we go?
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| How low can we go?
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| Oh, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| Low, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| Low, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| How low can we go?
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| How low can we go?
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| Instead of tryna forgive, we all got something to prove
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| Instead of fighting to win, we out here choosing to lose
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| Instead of calling for peace, we out here yelling for war
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| Instead of setting hopes high, we got our face to the floor
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| Instead of speaking our minds, we ain’t got nothing to say
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| Instead of showing some love, we got a heart full of hate
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| Instead of breaking from lies, we out here bending the truth
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| Instead of fists in the air, we got a Nazi salute
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| What more can I really do?
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| Just goes on and on and on
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| Wouldn’t expect me to put up a fight
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| 'Cause we just strangers after all, right?
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| We’re all living like strangers
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| We ain’t living like neighbors no more
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| No love, only anger
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| How low can we go?
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| How low can we go?
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| Oh, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| Low, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| Low, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| How low can we go?
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| How low can we go?
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| Oh, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| Low, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| Low, ah-oh, ah-oh-ah
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| How low can we go?
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| How low can we go? |