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[ One] [Grand Puba]: Been there, seen it all, life long drama Still up in court with three baby mamas Popo set free after the 50 shot? And still some white people won't vote for Obama The game done changed, a lot of dudes won't last A buck and some change, fill the truck up with gas No GPS, don't fuck with EZ Pass The next thing will be a microchip in ya ass Feelin' like Marvin Make me wanna holla Oas the Euro worth more than the dollar 9th grade ed, but I drop it like a scholar Leave my heiro book for the young ones to follow What does it take for you to really be free? Know where you're goin' and know your history Ak and them ain't never done nothin' to me Terrorism is when you hang a nigga from a tree [Large Professor]: Yo, when them trees hit them buildings That shit was the realness It's not just petty street crime shit that be killin' us On the day to day daily I write Roots like Al Haley That grow into the trees for the air we breathe Automatic, each year we grieve Another soul lost from slavery and the holocaust Went to work, told the boss Fuck that I take no shorts Or no Source Now me and my cohorts is out concentratin' on a scam It is what it is and I am what I am The god put me on to that I hit him with the B flat Roll out the red carpet and the door mat "Retro... Active"
Writer(s): William Paul Mitchell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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