Tonart: B major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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She said she woke up smarter
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than the scientists and the martyrs
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I know what you are thinking,
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but her cup just ain't worth drinking
these mountains
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Drank gallons from life's fountains
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So son, let me tell you something
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Pockets aren't just made for stuffing
You may be strong and violent
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You may be weak and silent
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But I need to tell you quickly
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Before you learn to miss me
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That you may be as poor as me
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Or born a slave, not yet free
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But son, let me tell you something,
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nobody dies for nothing
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I've seen reflections burning in the sea
that tide was turning
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I've stared into eyes of fire,
devoid of all desire
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Though they may cloud your thinking,
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and poison what you're drinking
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Just remember what I told you,
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about who and what controls you
I'll see things you will not see
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And you will be things I could not be
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But son, that ain't no excuse to
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Not do things you just ain't used to
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My plates are never dirty
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That's the best part of being hungry
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Oh gee, ain't life lovely?
Outro 1
I like that money rhymes with funny
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