| Can’t comprehend, dividends end friendships
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| Infinite kinships, dismissed amidst dead presidents exist
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| Poor peeps is pissed, the rich benefit taxes
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| Passes all access lavish, extracting cabbage from famished rabbits
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| Crime runnin' rampant attracting active young minds
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| Habit cash a magnet, magnetizing addicts havin'
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| And who haven’t ends, back-stabbing friends
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| Women jockin' who got it, no Benz, no yacht kid
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| Nah, kid pockets get clocked, kid, before ya knock it, uh
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| Nowadays we’re raised to praise it, save it if phrase fits
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| Unappraised gaze enslaved by crave depraving shit
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| And yet we livin', sittin' within a world where greed has proceeded
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| The act of givin' and it’s a given
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| Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, maybe it’s me
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| Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, could it be?
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| Yeah, sisters and brothers, where’s the love of one another?
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| Discovering others of us dumber prejudice
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| To color, creed and religion
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| Driven hate within innocent children
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| Stop the killin', instill goodwill, we all be chillin'
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| Building, then seal it, surrealist revealing
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| Since the wheel hit, hearts conceal it
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| When death hits other men, how many feel it?
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| Envy alive and rising, hatred has mankind declining
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| Keep in mind when time ends, if orange as fossil findings
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| Why then unkind when combined?
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| Vibin' peacefully is needful, regal or not, people created
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| Equal ain’t no sequel, believe to exist the positive needed
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| As evil retrieves negative energy and feeds it baby peep it
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| Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, maybe it’s me
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| Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, could it be?
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| Life ain’t twice a lifetime, dice rollin', survivin'
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| Confined in gunfire, crime thrivin', and babies whining
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| Narcotics, sirens, entwined aids-related death findings
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| Eying lab mice with virus, mesmerizing minds of science
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| Blood pressure rising, unwinding
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| While sippin' what could be blinding
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| Genocide’s in cog in spots we unlikely to find in
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| Combined with stress, sublime bottom line forming a hybrid
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| It’s like, kid, you gotta fight it son
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| Weak lose and strong survive it
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| As pushers lure without a pause, what you diggin'
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| Digs in it’s claws
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| Dimes on corners offer draws, the score’s uneven
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| Leavin' me feelin' someone’s cheatin'
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| What we teachin' in schools been used for the wrong reasons
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| Defeating the purpose
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| Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, maybe it’s me
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| Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, could it be? |