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Once again my friend I try |
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to help improve another brother's life |
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by coming through with the righteous groove |
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Tells right from wrong, makes people move |
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Not, idiot crossover songs |
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That appeal to all and make you sing along, no |
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This one is for the chosen few |
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who want to build and uplift my people too, so |
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Listen to the words I speak |
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Cause the words are truth and truth's what I teach |
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By talkin bout the things that I see |
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When talkin bout this color called ebony |
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This ebony |
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Not sellin drugs, I'm above a thug |
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Killin off his own, tryin to make a buck, naw |
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That ain't the way it's done today |
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Gotta come together and gotta educate |
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Gotta, uplift, lift up your head |
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Stand strong and proud, don't end up dead |
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Take time to make that move |
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Be sure to be straight and you'll improve |
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Live long, be strong, and you'll see |
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That better is a life lived long and carefree |
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Just stay on a righteous path |
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You'll see the truth and won't have to ask why |
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I don't make the rhymes that say |
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how ignorant brothers act nowadays |
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I just talk about the things that I see |
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When talkin bout this color called ebony |
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This ebony |
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Now break |
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Smooth |
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Now I want y'all to listen, see what you're missin |
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What lacks in the competition is |
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strong words, of pride and unity |
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I'm glad that y'all in tune to me |
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I'm here to let y'all know |
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P-Dog is sick and I'll run the show |
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By talkin bout the things that I see |
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When talkin bout this color called ebony |
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This ebony |
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Smooth |