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It's what you want right
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It's what you need right
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We got to give you more
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Of what you're lookin for
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So it's a secret that's been pent up inside for years
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Exclusive type, only for your eyes and ears
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You held it in for so long you bursted into tears
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The letters spilled slowly across the page like a world premiere
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Well aight, the bullshit begins here
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The obvious cause, the effects is unclear
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The punishment for crimes of the heart could be severe
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Though to keep it on the low is a heavy cross to bear
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You deep now, submerged with no signs of air
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Still your sunken heart thumpin like the kick in a snare
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While on the surface it's all turned to a circus
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That's why you're nervous, and you got a right to be
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Cause if somebody woulda done that shit to me
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I mean my best man hittin my wife-to-be
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My sentiments exactly would be history
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Y'know what I'm sayin my peoples in the place let's hit it off one two
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[CHORUS]
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Yo, it's like nothin changed, it's all the same thang
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The same characters in a book, with different names
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It's a lot more to lose than you got to gain
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You a lot more confused than hip to the game
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The peep the script of the game the price is pain
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Men and women get into things, now who's to blame?
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When everybody whisperin bout whatever took place
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And how the fact was denied with a straight face
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Them lies, hard to swallow from the bitter taste
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Well that's a point in the past that can't be erased
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So motivate, though it's hard to let it ride
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Or set aside true feelings, underhand dealings
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Our lost trust, I wonder if we lost us
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It's bigger than me and you, it's monstrous
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So I'ma, just calm down and try to relax
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Before I clap the hammer, then the hammer I clap
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[CHORUS]
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If we could only flash back and undo our actions
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Change what happens, dissect the fractions
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A time to rewind and be recorded absent
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For real cause these memories is photographic
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Pornographic, pushing me close to madness
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Head heavy like I'm trippin on acid tablets
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Yesterday as I recall was all fabulous I thought so
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But now it feel like shots hittin my torso
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Spent a lotta time and trust in the wrong place
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Fought a lotta fights rollin with the wrong ace
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Love, stronger than pride, weaker than disgrace
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I need, room the think, and space to ventilate
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Was solid as a rock, shall not disintegrate
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Thoughts racing like the lunatics on the interstate
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For real, ya, it's ill, ya, my peoples in the place....
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[CHORUS (repeat to end, with Black Thought adlibbing)]
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What You Want
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The Roots |