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Hands up don't shoot they should be use to With every kill we become their model with Bluetooth Injustice we use to Furgeson riots ain't nun new Speak my mind 'til the violence is rebuked can't sit and watch people get buried with stem roots Like a shooting star you have the power to dream Overcoming struggles made you a theme Like chance,you have the power to lead The power to decide rather you gone bleed or Succeed I know you use to people switching up They claim you different when your moving up Say your personality is not adding up All the Bullshit I'm use to Surprise me with some new.
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