[woman singing]
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[stic.man] Beatnuts, dead prez
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[woman] What I wanna sayyy
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[stic.man and/or m1]
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Everytime I look around, I see
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So much drama goin down
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Everytime I look around, I see
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So much fakeness goin down
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[stic.man]
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Why I'ma- be stingy when I could share?
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Why I'ma- be hateful if I could care?
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Why would I hate my own?
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Or forsake my own?
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Why would I- fuck around and get a jake on my chrome?
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I wouldn't- have to stick you if we all could eat
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It wouldn't be no need for beef
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Dyin over streets we don't even own anyway
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You could get bucked off anyday
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We behind enemy lines
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Y'all still writin Hennessy rhymes
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While I'm tryna find a good price for a nine
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Feel like my life on the line
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That's why a nigga be hype all the time
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Ready for the revolution at the drop a'a dime
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[m1]
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I got a duty to have security for my niggas
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My duty to serve the beautiful black sistas
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A duty to stand wit' anybody that's wit' us
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And fully criticize all bullshittas
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There should be awards presented- to niggas who fight back
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Like Panther jackets, or sistas who light gats
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I'm a full-blooded warrior, ready for change
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Recognize any soldier that's doin the same
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Because I love who I am, and that means everything to me
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My life ain't worth a damn unless I'm dealin with reality
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When I look myself in the eyes, it's just me
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And I don't have to tell nobody no lies, I feel free
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And I would rather deal with the truth and falsehood
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Than bein fake with my people and claimin 'it's all good'
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You can't run away from ya self, so that's useless
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If your word is bond, then you don't have to make excuses
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Everytime I look around, I see
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So much drama goin down
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--Hold up! [intro to 'Old School Survival']
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[crowd] Wait a minute!
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Let's take it back to the old school
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[man talking] Yo, 'memba back in the day?
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When sh- everything was all smooth 'n calm
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And shit was like- [other man]snap? on, nigga
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Yo man, I'm doin it, I'm doin it man
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I'm sayin like-'memba back in like in '70
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Fuckin '79, Nah, nah '87! Tha's my favorite *****shit, god******
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Look Around
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| Dead Prez |
