[Verse 1:]
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The streets are paved with fallen souls (I don't know what I've been told)
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Cause I ain't never been down that road
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The ghetto got a dirty name (the media pursued their flame)
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But tell me who are they to really say?
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It's not about the residents (damn what people think of them)
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Bush is sitting cozy on the hill
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So don't look down, look up high (don't let these people steal your pride)
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Use that ghetto bullshit as a shield
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[Hook:]
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And people, people... somebody's got to tell the truth
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(I don't think they heard you)
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And people, people... somebody's got to tell the truth
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[Verse 2:]
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Here we go another year (niggas juggling hate and fear)
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Time is moving like the twelve-hand
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It ain't all so political (black-on-black or physical)
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But everybody's got to understand
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See life ain't what it used to be (death is sowing many seeds)
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Removing like we'll never see pain
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I usually run through life but now (I act too quickly, slow it down)
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But I never, ever compromised myself
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[Hook:]
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And people, people... somebody's got to tell the truth
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(I don't think they heard you)
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And people, people... somebody's got to tell the truth
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[Verse 3:]
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The government's the biggest pimp (they take their cut and leave you with)
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Nothing at the end of the day
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I'm searching for a solitude (but all I find is niggas who)
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Smile and tell me lies to my face
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The industry's no better cause (they only show you mad love)
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When you're life and soul is living on the charts
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But when you're luck is facing down (those ones, they are not around)
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Will take your heart and put it in the ground
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[Hook:]
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And people, people... somebody's got to tell the truth
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(I don't think they heard you)
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And people, people... somebody's got to tell the truth
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And people, people... somebody's got to tell the truth
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(I don't think they heard you)
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And people, people... somebody's got to tell the truth
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People
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| Raphael Saadiq |
