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Chorus: (Glenn Lewis) |
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If everyone could see just how I see |
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They'd Function like a G' |
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And walk that big walk in the streets |
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If everyone could see just how I see |
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They'd Function like a G' |
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And walk that big walk in the streets, in the streets |
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(Kardinal Offishall) |
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My God it's a beautiful day to just sit and enjoy blue skies |
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And all the brothers in the streets gettin' high |
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Give thanks for your life bcause Yo - things will change |
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Ghetto people suffering will soon in-herit the game |
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The last will come first and the first will come last |
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And the good will take a seat in the holiest of mass |
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And blast out the world sin, hard times we living in |
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I am trying to do the best I can living with my breddrens |
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The world is filled with negative and positive |
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Never judge a man what he is is what he is |
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And I am an ill bro blessed with an ill flow |
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With an opportunity to rep the T-dot O |
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And try to spread some of the blessings, lyrical dressings |
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And I am guessing that your listening to what I am addressing |
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Especially since I'm rhymiing from my heart |
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Trying to supress the craziness before it even starts |
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Yo every gun man has to have a soft spot |
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Every thug nigga has gotta have some heart |
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It's these things that I hold to be true |
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So I don't have to pray that they won't blast you |
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Chorus |
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(Kardinall Offishall) |
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Yo! I was touched by the real the other day |
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If my pops was here he would tell me enjoy every single day |
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And support your family cause blood comes first - for real |
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Nevermind about trying to sign a deal |
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Just do what you gotta do and do it like the best |
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Even when it seems that people C-Bn' for no reason |
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Don't study the treason, function like a G' |
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And with that, the world is ready steady f-ing with me |
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Admiring who I be, I take it as flattery |
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I must exemplify just what it is to be an emcee |
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I breathe in the tragedy |
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And breathe out a song of hope |
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Free from government, politics, lies, plus the Pope |
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The 5.0 sells dope, Police make nuff sales |
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We're taken out of the hood and locked up with no bail |
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But either way we get out and try to turn it around |
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You can't see it |
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But you feel it in the sound |
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You know dat! |
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Chorus X2 |
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(Kardinal Offishall) |
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I'm not a reverend, a preacher, V.P. or teacher |
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But still I gotta reach, and none can impeach |
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But the most high spiritual, virtually physical |
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Higher power more than capable to make miracle |
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In every black home, and in every jail cell |
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And in everyone of us to let the righteous set sail |
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And accept positioning, whether you a Christian, a Jew, or Muslim |
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Yo have faith in him! |
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The G's in the street know what I'm talking about |
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The man dem on the corner, surviving with no doubt |
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The kids in the park trying to keep things real |
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Yo who don't hear muss feel - you know that! |
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Chorus X3 |
