| Gangsters in the club, everybody thugs
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| Me I play the walk, sipping on the Guiness
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| Cause in reality we are the same and it’s
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| Just society they wanna see me
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| Flesh on the concrete, sold a perfect story
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| The mystery is waking up in misery
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| The music industry brainwash celebrities
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| Girls sleep sexy, they wake up with the monster
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| Had no idea that the fish was a piranha
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| Word from the wise I can see through the fog
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| Reason why they rob cause they got no job
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| But I woke up in the morning, sexy, yawning
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| Feel like it’s gonna be a good day
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| No war on the street, no way, today
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| Everybody kick back like a holiday, aight
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| You shine, I shine and
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| The whole world looking like a gold mine
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| You get yours and I’ll get mine
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| And we’ll help each other make it through the bad times
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| When they see me they ask me
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| Will there ever be another Fugees
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| I say I don’t know but hope the trio
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| Don’t do like? |
| ? |
| then? |
| on Sadaam though
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| But on CNN they saw the same
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| Little kids getting shot at close range
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| To Babylon, we don’t want no war
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| I’m a send a message in a bottle to the White house door
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| These are the words from the master
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| So don’t you wait till the day after
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| Until then you can catch me in the sixes
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| Just pumping Bob Marley rebel music now
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| But I woke up in the morning, sexy, yawning
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| Feel like it’s gonna be a good day
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| No war on the street, no way, today
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| Everybody kick back like a holiday, aight
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| You shine, I shine and
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| The whole world looking like a gold mine
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| You get yours and I’ll get mine
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| And we’ll help each other make it through the bad times
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| Children, imagine a world with no racism
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| No, no homeless in Grand Central Station
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| Boys and girls going to schools with no tools
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| Life is so beautiful but until then it will be
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| Rebel music, rebel music
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| Rebel music, put the peace sign up now
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| Rebel music, all my gangs put the peace sign up now
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| Uh, can these devils fool us son, not nowadays dun
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| We’re a generation of thugs, you can’t play with us
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| We’ve been lied to, enslaved and beaten up
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| We’re immune to what you call pain, it’s nothing
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| We’re not scared of dying or afraid of guns
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| Born in the USA, nah, can’t blame us
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| Our DNA’s foreign to them
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| We kings of the planet Earth, Gods if you will
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| Yo, pass me my rod, it’s about to get stupid
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| These niggas trying to stop our plans, peace to it
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| I never meant to cause him pain and he knew it
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| But he was trying to kill me and he blew it
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| But I woke up in the morning, sexy, yawning
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| Feel like it’s gonna be a good day
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| No war on the street, no way, today
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| Everybody kick back like a holiday, aight
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| You shine, I shine and
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| The whole world looking like a gold mine
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| You get yours and I’ll get mine
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| And we’ll help each other make it through the bad times |