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"Could you lower those signs please? |
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I have some very sad news for all of you, |
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and that is that Martin Luther King |
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was shot and was killed tonight. |
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Martin Luther King dedicated his life |
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to love and to justice between fellow human beings. |
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He died in the cause of that effort." |
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See, I could make the world crazy |
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from the sound of a drop |
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You tryin' to calm me like Bobby |
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when MLK got shot |
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Seatbelt feelin' like Slim back |
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when Wayne got hot |
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And everybody thinkin', |
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"Damn, will he change or not?" |
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I been the same everyday and that's |
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my biggest ******' downfall |
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Say they ****** with me |
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but can't name a ******' album |
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Sayin' that they bought one, |
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I've yet to ******' sell one |
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Say they love me but they don't know Elmo |
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I don't want a outcome, |
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that's the ******' thing |
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They waitin' on labels, |
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labels waitin' on me |
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Wantin' the change from |
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the beats to the names |
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Rather nickle-dime every |
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meal than be in the game |
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****** you, ****** rap |
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and ****** hip-hop |
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Like I really give a ****** |
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if I'm hot or not |
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No car, no chains, |
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I ain't ******' all these ******es |
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Still life so sweet and |
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I don't even ****** with Swishers |
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Backwoods guts on my shoes, |
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never playin' by the rules |
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Why you workin' on school? |
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I'm higher than you ever been |
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Welcome to my tomb, |
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welcome to my world |
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Comin' down clean, |
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I'mma take your girl |
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Ridin' on blades, ******, |
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I'm cashed, hundred blunts to the face |