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[WAVES CRASHING]
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[KNOCKING]
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Housekeeping!
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Housekeeping!
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Ah!
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Ah!
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[SPEAKING SPANISH]
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I remember you was conflicted,
misusing your influence.
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Sometimes I did the same.
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Abusing my power,
full of resentment.
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Resentment that turned
into a deep depression.
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Found myself screaming
in a hotel room.
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Ah!
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Lucifer was all around
me, so I kept running--
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[GLASS SHATTERING]
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--until I found my safe haven.
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I was trying to convince
myself the stripes I got.
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[BOTTLE SHATTERING]
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Making myself realize
what my foundation was.
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In the room, and I run it.
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Bluh!
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Bluh!
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Bluh!
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Bluh! (DISTORTED) And I run it.
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[LAUGHING]
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[POP]
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[THUD]
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But while my loved ones was
fighting a continuous war back
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in the city, I was
entering a new one.
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A war that was based on
apartheid and discrimination.
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[ECHOING GUN SHOT]
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Hey, on my mama, nigga.
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RIP Pat Dawg.
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I'm gonna be the greatest
to ever do this shit.
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On my mama, doe, like--
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on the dead homies.
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[LAMAR KENDRICK, "ALRIGHT"]
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Hey, Soundwave, turn
this shit up, nigga.
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Turn this shit up.
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Soundwave, turn
this shit up, nigga.
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Tell me, who the bitch
nigga hating on me?
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Jumping on my dick, but
this dick ain't free.
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To Pimp a Butterfly,
another classic CD.
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Ghetto lullaby for
every one-day MC.
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Bluh!
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Bluh!
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Bluh!
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Bluh!
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Bluh!
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Nigga, now RIP.
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My diligence is only meant
to write your eulogy.
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[TIRES SCREECHING]
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Alls my life I has
to fight, nigga.
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Alls my life I--
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hard times like, yeah.
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Bad trips like, yeah.
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Nazareth, I'm fucked up, homie.
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You fucked up.
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But if God got us, then
we gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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We gonna be alright.
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Do you hear me?
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Do you feel me?
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We gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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Huh?
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We gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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Do you hear me?
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Do you feel me?
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We gonna be alright.
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Uh.
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And when I wake up,
I recognize you're
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looking at me for the pay cut.
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But homicide be looking
at you from the face down.
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While Mac-11 even boom
with the base down.
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Scheming.
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And let me tell
you about my life.
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Painkillers only
put me in a twilight
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where pretty pussy and
Benjamin is the highlight.
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I tell my mama I love her, but
this what I like, Lord knows.
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20 of them in my Chevy.
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Tell them all to
come and get me.
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Reaping everything
I sow, so my karma
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come in heaven, no preliminary
hearings on my record.
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I'm a motherfucking gangster
in silence for the record.
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Uh.
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Tell the world I
know it's too late.
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Boys and girls, I
think I've gone cray.
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Drown inside my vices all day.
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Won't you please
believe when I say.
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Wouldn't you know, we been
hurt, been down before.
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Nigga, when our pride was
low, looking at the world
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like, where do we go?
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Nigga, and we hate po-po.
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Wanna kill us dead in
the street for sure.
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Nigga, I'm at the
preacher's door.
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My knees getting weak,
and my gun might blow,
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but we gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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We gonna be alright.
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Do you hear me?
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Do you feel me?
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We gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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Huh?
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We gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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Do you hear me?
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Do you feel me?
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We gonna be alright.
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What you want, you a house,
you a car, 40 acres and a mule,
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a piano, a guitar?
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Anything?
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See, my name is
Lucy, I'm your dawg.
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Motherfucker, you
can live at the mall.
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I can see the evil,
I can tell it.
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I know what's illegal.
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I don't think about it.
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I deposit every little zero
thinking of my partner.
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Put the candy, paint
it on the Regal.
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Digging in my pocket.
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Ain't a profit big
enough to feed you.
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Every day my logic, get
another dollar just to keep you
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in the presence of your chico.
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Ah!
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I don't talk about
it, be about it.
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Every day I sequel.
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If I got it, then
you know you got it.
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Heaven, I can reach you.
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Pat Dawg, Pat Dawg, Pat
Dawg, my dawg, that's all.
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Bick back at Chad, I
trap the back for y'all.
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I rap, I Black on tracks so rest
assured, my rights, my wrongs.
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I write till I'm right with God.
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Wouldn't you know, we been
hurt, been down before.
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Nigga, when our pride was
low, looking at the world
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like, where do we go?
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Nigga, and we hate po-po.
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Wanna kill us dead in
the street for sure.
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Nigga, I'm at the
preacher's door.
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My knees getting weak,
and my gun might blow,
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but we gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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We gonna be alright.
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Do you hear me?
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Do you feel me?
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We gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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Huh?
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We gonna be alright.
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Nigga, we gonna be alright.
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Do you hear me?
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Do you feel me?
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We gonna be alright.
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I keep my head up high.
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I cross my heart
and hope to die.
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Loving me is complicated.
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Too afraid, a lot of changes.
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I'm alright, and
you're a favorite.
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Dark nights in my prayers.
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[GUN SHOT]
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[GLASS SHATTERING]
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I remember you was conflicted,
misusing your influence.
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Sometimes I did the same.
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Abusing my power,
full of resentment.
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Resentment that turned
into a deep depression.
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Found myself screaming
in a hotel room.
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I didn't want to self-destruct.
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The evils of Lucy
was all around me,
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so I went running for answers.
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[HEART BEATING]
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[THUD]
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