| I see em talkin like I talk it
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| I can walk it if I’m cautious at times
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| Fumblin words a verse is imperfect
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| Yet to define or explain
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| It’s kinda hard rather simple an plain
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| We maintain by ourselves do gooders seek the change
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| Go about it the wrong way like
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| It’s been a long day
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| We all in this struggle together
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| These are the breaks that we face
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| We can change but ourselves then others as well
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| Lead the example then follow they shall
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| So young Padawan, word, get ya battle on
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| Respect is a two way street, remember what up
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| Knowledge is the key to the treasure we possess, hold ya head
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| We in it for the long haul respect, uh huh
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| My mother said «think before you says», word em up
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| My unc said «look before you step», so ahh
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| I let the music speak for itself
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| One love to each their own and everybody else
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| You can carry it all on your shoulders
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| Like you’re the only one to resolve it
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| Let’s just try to be, to be
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| What’s your motivation?
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| Is it yourself or the change you’re making?
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| Let’s just try to be, to be, to be
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| Believe they hype
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| Moving faster than the speed of light
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| Each day it’s getting harder to sleep at night
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| Still it’s funny
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| Trying to appease the guilt and worry
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| That comes with sunny living in the land of milk and honey
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| As fate would have it, we inhabit an era where
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| Activism’s considered sharing a facebook status
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| Cover the night and make Kony famous
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| Simplistic ideas and benevolent strangers
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| (So what you’re saying is)
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| Who gave you the authority?
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| Put you in a position of superiority?
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| You got to ask yourself, what’s the priority?
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| The change you wanna see or who you want to be seen to be?
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| Straining under the weight of a heavy conscience
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| But people got to solve their own problems man
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| Won’t ever accept what’s forced on em
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| Best we can do is lend a helping hand
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| Cos you’ve seen first hand what people can do
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| How it defies the beliefs that’s feeding you view
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| It’s like you didn’t know the devil was sleeping with you
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| And sleeping with me too it’s gotta be better anew
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| Afresh, and we ain’t set up a a colony yet
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| On Jupiter and Mars batten down the hatches
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| And bars we get
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| A little protective of our patch of turf and yet
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| Apparent we’re not apparent of it
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| Or more clever than it
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| Come here we’ll tear you to bits
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| How many lessons can you fit in a classroom of kids?
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| How many billions could you reach that you care to convince?
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| And those you hold dear, are they there in your midst?
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| Do they know you battle with pen or the fist?
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| Trying to make everything right
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| Trying to make everything fix
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| As if everything you consider wrong wasn’t meant to exist
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| But to somebody then that’d be this |