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Every day I'm waiting for you
Open up your soul I'll show you
Everything I've ever loved
Your shadow fits me like a glove

Said I don't know anything

Who can you blame on
These inner-city streets?
They screaming out "Peace!"
But everybody is deceased just bury me a G

Nah, I ain't afraid
Just pray

you, look through to
Inner cities the rich won't move to
The nice parts, they well-protected by a vanguard
The opposite of how these concentration camps

that power back
We getting that power
Told you I'm getting that power
Keeping my head up for hours
Told me I'm being too silent, the voice inside me

never really like this
Shit I learned to spit it was a tight fit
Hand in the glove hold the zoot lemme light it
Gave her dick twice I ain't really tryna