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Speak, speak of freedom |
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Sing of amber, waves of grain |
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With every line written and all |
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I have given |
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Music's been nothing more than a self-made prison |
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I've taken inmate losses at the hands of this one |
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My pen's been the poison to family and friendships |
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Now is time to mend ***, time to bring closure to |
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The clear conscience of |
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Pusha is long overdue |
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Thinking to myself what can |
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I be owing you |
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They only tell you great when they reminiscing over you |
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Before I trouble |
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T-boy, it's just a |
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D-boyLet me play the role of a common on his |
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B-boySpeaking my truth in rhyme no matter how bland it is |
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A heavy heart lighting that's just what my ransom is |
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All apologies, |
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I bear the cross |
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I wear the blame |
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We in the same group but |
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I don't share my brother's pain |
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Not to confuse our sentiments are all the same |
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I just don't feel nothing, |
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I'm numb by the will to gain |
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Same thing brought tears to innocence |
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I turned away and didn't even flinch, yeah |
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The music drove me crazy looked up and lost the first *** |
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I ever wanted to have my babies |
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Nowadays she can't even face me |
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I'm sorry for the heartbreak |
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I promised you forever my lady, |
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Jodeci baby |
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Pompus ***, just look what them jewels made me |
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I'm only finding comfort in knowing you can't replace me |
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What a thing to say but what am |
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I to do?I'm role playing a conscious *** and true is true |
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Cocaine aside all of the bloggers behoove |
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My critics finally have a verse of mine to jerk off to |
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I own you all |
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Speak of freedom |
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Sing of amber, waves of grain |
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This is where the buck stop, here's where |
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I draw the line |
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I touched the hem, |
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God's work is so divine |
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I seen the error of my ways over time |
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Never to return, |
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Malicious had been refined |
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Like wine, with time |
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I get better |
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Napa Valley vintage, my flow is fermented |
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Now drink of me, as if |
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I bought the bar |
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Run to these words as if there's no tomorrow |
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Never mind my car, careful what you wish for |
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Behind every curtain the devil and his pitchfork |
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Jealousy, |
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I ask thee, what is this for? |
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How was I to know |
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I was happy being piss poor |
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No whore, that's not love, we was *** |
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I was in search of a chicken-head, you was clucking |
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And I was lusting, we were both out of order |
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I shoulda known better as |
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I'm reminded of my daughter' |
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Am I My Brother's |
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Keeper' or ' |
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For Himself |
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Every Man'? |
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I have been your reaper, there's blood on my hands |
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Accept me as your keeper, there's been a change of plans |
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Careful what you speak of, |
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I've come to understand, peace |
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What else do you want from us, huh? |
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What more can you ask(Speak, speak of freedom) |
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We'll give you everything, we lost life, we lost love(Sing of amber, waves of grain) |
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We lost family behind this *** |
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This *** you call music, we call this *** life |
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We gave you proof, they give you ***, we gave you truth |
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Do I entertain you, ***? |
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Well, dance then ***' |
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Til the casket drop, 'til the casket drop' |
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Til the casket drop, 'til the casket drop' |
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Til the casket drop, 'til the casket drop' |
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Til the casket drop, 'til the |
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Lord say stop |
