We all so scared cause its, its war everywhere, you know
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War everywhere
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[Chorus]
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How many friends will we see die? (Why we so scared cause it's war everywhere)
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How many friends will we see cry? (It's war everywhere)
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How many friends will we see try? (Why we so scared cause it's war everywhere)
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How many friends will we see die? (It's war everywhere)
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All we need is a little love, and someone standing for the little cubs
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And I see brutality all over niggas killin' niggas
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The ghetto got them being born to be killas
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Flooded with drugs and tryin to get us, so get up
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But don't give up, ya'll gotta sit up
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If you last before they kill us
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And the guerillas, try come kill us
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Pillage the village and we'll be winna
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I love it when niggas the way we took it to another level
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So many rebels doing the best shit forever remembered
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And in the killing fields, everybody's locked up
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And good niggas getting shot up da dadan dada
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Mind if I say something for mine
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Cause it's about time, to get serious
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A mysterious time, blind melons
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It ain't no telling, if the willing
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Will stop chillin', then help the children
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Turning them out, then burning them out
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Like morphine, waters getting shallow
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It's over and over the gallow
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A president in the drop, it's on now though
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The end of life, for now so
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I think it's the ozone, bad to the bone bone
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Mother Nature be long gone
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And don't nobody wanna do nothing but speculate
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And all they worried about their own
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Wrote a song for the future
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Millenium, I'm in, I'm hopeing it don't last untill we all past
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Living in the stars, looking through grass
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Aboard the enterprise, recognize this, in the course of a da-da-da-da-da-da-day
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And thats the way we sing, thats the way we play
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that's the way they.. now and
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[Chorus 2X]
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Still got bombs from the cold war, radioactive
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And the critics, they wont take action
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They want us to repo this to your satisfaction
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But while they build more, computers keep crashing
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What about felling, pestilence dammit
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How do we manage to keep standing
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Living in a legacy of bitterness
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With the epitimy of vigorous trips on the ships we were crammed in, slammed in
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Other man and them, why don't we demanding our damn money
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If we can't get forty acres and a mule, let a nigga get a range rover
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Shit you got time you, I'm still waiting on a canoe, but it will never come
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I don't even know where I come from or where I'm gonna go to
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I'm headed to the mother land, but will I be accepted by the brotha man?
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Awww me so confused, with nothing to gain and everything to lose, choose
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The righteous and the high, look in the eyes and realize the lies
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Family ties, but not even for the have-nots
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Who the enemy? It ain't me. It ain't even the police
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Unless they trippin', and use that authority and start flippin', flippin'
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Leaving dead bodies, and with them bitchin' hotties
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That poppin' the collar, my god I'm horny, ride shotty
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And tellin' the kids that ain't the way to live properly
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Get yo monopoly and get your own property
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And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play
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and that's the way they... now and
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[Chorus 2X]
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Ooooh and the daddies and momma forgivin' so we can live with us
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And all the runaways get off the bus
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Kids, put the guns down, come down
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If the rest build a bridge with us, it gotta get better than this
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It's head of the risk, shoulda been poor, and I been rich
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Lost so many friends to the war shit, caution
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When I get to walkin', and it's mobbin', nigga in a crypt
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Life is a fight to the street life, tonight
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I might go meet the reaper, and I will give him a hug
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And tell him "Thug luv won and I'm so glad to meet ya"
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And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play
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and that's the way they... now and
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[Chorus to fade]
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Father
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Bizzy Bone |