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Sometimes men and women look |
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At themselves and see bliss |
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Through experience we tend to exist |
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That's through our past or our caretakers |
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The instance is in particular, so you need |
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To recognize that if you take all this away |
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And look at us at the end of the day |
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We stand great among creation |
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So, baby take these words as a little inspiration |
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While I kick this shit, get your ass motivation |
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MCs, you're walking a thin line, get in your ranks |
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And tighten up as we walk through mines |
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And plus vipers, phony rhymers and biters |
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Money-grubbers, beat-dubbers |
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Amongst a whole host of others |
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Who be fakin', fraudulatin', waitin' for your bacon |
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They be takin' and skatin' while you sit contemplatin' |
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Who's your peoples? |
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Well, let me tell you somethin' now, paw |
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We're livin' a world that's R-A-double-raw |
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It's crazy but it's true, go for delly is the law |
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And if you cross the path, then you dangerin' your jaw |
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And if you Glass Joe, don't go toe for toe |
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Yo, all we wanna do is our thing and lay low |
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So, brothers hold your heads high when you get down |
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Don't violate these women 'coz we need them around |
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It's all of us together, not the one without the other |
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The Abstract is ill, word to mother |
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We got to do our do, not separate, together |
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Got to move on through, not separate, together |
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Got to do our do, not separate, together |
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Got to move on through, not separate, together |
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Yo, we got some problems, baby |
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People stressed out, check it but we can make it |
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Sugar, keep it light and I say |
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Move on through separate, not together but together |
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Not separate, that's how we got to do it, check it on out |
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Bust it, yo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
