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through the sky, look out to the night alright! Stars bright, I like the moonlight be alright!
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I runing away to the cave in a slave and came out all flames I went running for the hills to my roots and I'm running still But now I'm to face my dreams Found my place and what it Find and no one else You to leave it up to me, leave it up to me!
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Buffalo soldier, you know I'm not a I used to be a mobster burning the block I shot the sheriff, the DA, and the Sorry al sharpton I don't you to lecture me Maybe I'll talking about guns When you about the funds that they cut for the youth Let's cut to the truth, ain't for the youth So me how you judge me til you're stuck in the shoes, man! Where the Congressmen, where all the thinking about their green, not the color of the President? This is just a relevance, survival is the Narcotics is the only way you know I'm a measure it! They say that we are in a Obama era Well exactly what that mean? you needn't it clearer Does it mean that the are gonna finally start to share up Reproportion the wealth and things fairer God "why do poor people suffer" but now I'm such a hypocrite, the Rolls Royce mufflers. In the gutters never loved us I am just the of pain and hunger!
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