WHY?? [6 x's]
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Sky's the limit so you know I'm gonna rise and shine
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I gotta do my thing, I'm kinda getting a little tired of all that's hidden
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That's the reason I'm a speak my mind, keep from going insane
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Now work with it, we in the last innin'
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The world keeps spinnin', my peoples steady losin' while the rich keep winnin'
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It's like we neva smilin' and the devil steady grinnin'
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killin' what we representin'
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Even our children and women, 2K4, livin' above and under the law
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Young teen joins the marines, says he'll die for the core
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Inducted up into the goverment's war as if the land of money and oil
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Funny how ain't none of it yours
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I can't sleep yo I'm paranoid, it's code orange
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It's far from right, I guess that's why it feels so wrong
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To see the world get stripped out of every resource
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And people pray to Coca-Cola now instead of the gods
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What's goin' on?
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WHY?? [6 x's]
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Keepin' your head above water, hustlin' to survive
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Some people chasin' a dream, others just chasin' a high
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Some people blind leading the blind, they chasin' a lie
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Some people chokin' backs broken barely makin' it by
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But still they workin' all they live, they pushin' for the light
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Givin' everything they got to stitch them swishes on ya Nike's
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Puttin' pockets on our jeans, mining diamonds for them rings
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Rewarded with small change and bullets in they brains
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And it makes me feel strange everything we take for granted
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At times I feel stranded on this planet of mine
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Now should I pull the hammer, clap it out, and laugh about it
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Or stand up, be counted while I cast my ballot
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When the undertaker's busy and the prison's is crowded
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People livin' in fear because they vision is clouded
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But the sky's the limit, I ain't cryin' you a river
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Gotta move me a mountain, I'm a git up and shout it
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WHY?? [6 x's]
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When I dream it's hounds on my heels gainin' momentum
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I'm tired, can't get uninspired or quit runnin'
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I can feel they only inches behind, I escape, I survive
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Some how I gotta decide how much I want it
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Or is anybody listenin' without a pot to piss in
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If I disappear I wonder if the world will know I'm missin'
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Who my support system, it's not the court system
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Gotta letter, what it said is you will not avoid prison
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People 'neath the microscope 'cause we defining the culture
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They smile and insult you like you shinin' their loafers
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Them old heads say we need a modern day Moses
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When the leaders is posers we needing some soldiers
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It's the X generation, The anger in the nation
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Got the writing on the wall so clear that I can taste it
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Like a kid sniffing glue somewhere trying to escape
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Because we vulnerable and naked
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Gotta show 'em we can make it
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WHY?? [hook repeats out]
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Why (What's Goin On?)
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