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One two
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We don't stop
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Huh
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[ VERSE 1 ]
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A revolution of mass confusion, brothers killin each other
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Robbin their mother, father, sister and brother
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They don't wanna get a job, or go to school
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They think it's cool, but they're playin the fool
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It's now 1984, five hundred years later
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We're dominating both sides of the Aequator
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In sports, music, and makin love
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But yet we still have trouble rising above
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It's said that in the later days
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People shall be movin in different ways
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There'll be many false prophets, devils in disguise
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Performin illusions before your very eyes
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Some have eyes to see, and ears to hear
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But they cannot utilize them because of fear
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You have sell-out brothers who will sell their heart
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For fame and fortune or to get a head start
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But in the long run they will see
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That they are nothin else but victims of prophecy
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Time is running short, the world is in damnation
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Refuse to follow the laws of creation
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You can not all be Jesus Christ
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But you still can make some sacrifice
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If not for anyone for yourself
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Cause you have nothin to prove to anyone else
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We don't longer have a sheperd now, we're lost sheep
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Have to open your eyes, you can't afford to sleep
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And a major factor is jealousy
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Which stops us from obtainin the unity
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Come on
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You don't stop
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[ VERSE 2 ]
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Times are hard, and people are chillin
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You can't get a job, but you know you're willin
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So you go down to the unemployment line
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And the man throws you out on your behind
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Then you find some transportation, and you go back home
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And find your wife cryin on the telephone
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The police called to say that your job is ill
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She tried to o.d. on a bottle of pills
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Now you're mad as hell, and can't take it no more
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So you grab your gun and walk out the door
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You find another brother and you take their check
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And deep down inside you know you're riskin your neck
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How do you know they don't have a knife?
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But you have your gun, so then you take their life
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Now your pocket is full, but can't you see
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That your soul will burn in hell for eternity?
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See, I remember back in Brooklyn, when I was a child
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Actin wild, cause that was the stlye
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But as I grew older, I learned the deal
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Because my old lady told me, "Son, be for real
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You have a chance to be an architect or scientist
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So why do you choose to be like this?"
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You have to get yourself together before it's too late
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It's up to you to be a bum or someone great
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We all have it in us, and that is why
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They tell us lies to cover our eyes
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So we are not able to see the light
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And differentiate wrong from right
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You see, the road to vanity is filled with flowers
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You better be careful of its hypnotic powers
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While the road to truth is long and full if distress
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But if you make it through, you're truly the best
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Come on
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Revelation
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