Chorus
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Rep yourself, rep your fam
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Rep your health and rep your clan
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If the test of a man
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Is to throw up his hands
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Then we gonna do that fighting
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Because it's united we stand
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Rep yourself, rep your fam
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Rep your health and rep your clan
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If the test of a man
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Is to throw up his hands
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Then we gonna do that fighting
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Because it's united we stand
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Verse 1
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I put my heart in this
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I'm a part of the art of this
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My cartilage is seeping out my nose
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like smoke from Parliaments
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If God is just,
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Then why do I continue to sweat it
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I'm ready to set it
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Don't anybody down who ain't jetted
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I'm headed for a brawl
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I like to get locked up and then bailed out
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Can't wait to get a taste
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And meet my mates at the alehouse
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These soldiers in the war for sport
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Report on the double
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Forever blowing bubbles
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Verse 2
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I can't resist, it takes one dis
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I get pissed and here come my beer balls
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I flip my shit, get ballistic
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When one of my peers falls
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We got a man down,
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See how this fam bound?
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Step up and face them, adjacent
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That's how we stand ground
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I feel serenity when I'm facing my enemies
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Knowing any friend will be
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Sending me plenty of energy
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Lending no thought to penalties
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Never get what the end will be
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It's time to knuckle up
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And yo, you ready? Well, you better be
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Chorus
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Rep yourself, rep your fam
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Rep your health and rep your clan
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If the test of a man
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Is to throw up his hands
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Then we gonna do that fighting
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Because it's united we stand
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Rep yourself, rep your fam
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Rep your health and rep your clan
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If the test of a man
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Is to throw up his hands
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Then we gonna do that fighting
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Because it's united we stand
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I¡¯m like most boys taught at a young age
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To stifle our emotions
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Except one¡¦¡¦rage
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That was acceptable
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Not sadness
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I¡¯m susceptible to madness
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I wanna stab shit
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Might wanna have kids
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My greed take over me
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My yin and my yang
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I struggle on a daily basis
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With my kin or my gang
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I sit but I hanging
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Making to retain bliss
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I¡¯m sick ¡®n tired of hearing myself
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Spit the same shit
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Like I¡¯m painless
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Though I bang fists
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Though I bang heads
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My fist connects with the blind faces
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That¡¯s nameless
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It¡¯s heinous
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What we do to soften eachother
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While people turn a blind eye
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I swear we killin eachother
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Cuz while you bump this rambunctious
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Tongue twists us lungs get punctured
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And mums need comfort
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But some get
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Nothing but a cold as casket
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Hate he¡¯s closed that dashkick
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He bleeds it if you knows that bastard
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Rep yourself, rep your fam
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Rep your health and rep your clan
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If the test of a man
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Is to throw up his hands
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Then we gonna do that fighting
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Because it's united we stand
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Rep yourself, rep your fam
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Rep your health and rep your clan
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If the test of a man
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Is to throw up his hands
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Then we gonna do that fighting
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Because it's united we stand
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From both coasts of the Atlantic
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From the seas to seashores
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Once the fires undo our alliance
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In these wars
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We see the probable cause
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In most of our killing
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But what about the ones not willing
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And the ones who was children?
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We supposed to be building
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A better day for tomorrow
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I feel like we climbing a mountain
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Big as Kilimanjaro
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If you feeling the sorrow
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You know that your heart isn't hollow
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I'm ready to lead a new mission
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Are you ready to follow?
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Not swallow government interests
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Or their excuses devour
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While corporations killing millions
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With the abuses of power
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I refuse it to sour
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To just step by and be quiet
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But I'm curbing my urges
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Serve these motherfuckers a riot
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We gotta question the weapon
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Used for reppin' up in our habitat
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The pen is mightier, why do you
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Wanna go and grab a gat?
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The goal is evolution
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But it has to be passive
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Start with the health of self
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To pass the mental wealth to the massive
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Rep yourself, rep your fam
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Rep your health and rep your clan
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The real test of a man
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Is to put down his hands
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And we can be united
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'Cause if we divided, we damned
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