[Intro:]
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Check it out. I heard this track right here and I kind of felt a lil'
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somethin'. You know. It took my mind some place it ain't been.Search deep
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into another world. So I'm trying to figure out what make this world go
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round. For real. People are stressin'.
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[Treach:]
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Oh how oh how come everytime we have problems they nix none
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Sending people to other plants when they still ain't fix this one
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Victims from a distance prections of affliction
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Some faction cause frictions fractions need fixinng
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Mixing making music man to make it work
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Some sticking shakin' bruisin' damn just ta brake a purse
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It's worse misguided some guttered locked on the block
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Cause the cops can't be trusted
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Busted trusted frustrated frustrations of no more patience
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Insides are cold and vacant check how we lay it
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Why when we speak they try to stifle our breath
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Cock a rifle to chest
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Then ya have the party of your life at your death
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Oh I wanna know I wanna know
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Oh why, oh why is it the good that have to go
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And they tell us that's just how this life goes
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So I look at the kids and wonder where their life might go
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Get high to tell ya low that's how its done on the bricks
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We all mad at the world when the world ain't done shit
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Just the people in it and the scavengers who function
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Who destroy the earth then blame the earth for its malfunctions
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And getting maybe a tad bit too deep to follow
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But the black form is strong and far from being hollow
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Why do we get so much into this Freeing Willy
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When Willy is already free
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He and them ain't doing shit to free my city
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And it's a pity for those who can't get the nitty gritty
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That's when the gritty gets grimy and the wicked gets witty
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So much pain on the brain can't restrain
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Place the comma too much drama but I'll bleed to please my momma
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So I'm a strive to perfection leave pride in slum sections
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Keep wit my crew and make all due connections
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[Hook:]
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But but but but but that's what makes the world go round
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The axis like a carouse
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[Treach:]
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Oh how the ways?
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Nowadays baby's coming from spitting out momma's nipple
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From the cradel to the killa leaving corspe and cripples
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A Brooklyn boy dies shot by a cop for a play gun
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Our kids days are up even if they ain't stray ones
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You lay one or two on the more now the merrier the day's dumb
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When crews war and now streets get scarier cops hit blocks saying we'll
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beat 'em
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Into freedom then we feel robbed like there's no God
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When we need him
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So we act accordingly cause we dont' see enjoyment
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The only line ofbusiness I'm offered is unemployment
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So we gots to get ours and ours gotta get it
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And it is what it be so see that I'm with this
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Media haas us believin' they hype
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Don't pull out ya new shoes cause only the bad news is good news
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Farrakahn wants us to take the streets back time to take it
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Before our whole race is stripped naked
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[Hook]
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World Go Round
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Naughty By Nature |