| Mix the sunshine add some rain
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| A pinch of loving sow a seed and
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| The grass can be greener on the other side
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| The grass can be greener on the other side
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| And the people go
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| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay
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| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay
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| Friends of mine worry about they welfare
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| They’re not really doing well they’re just doing fare
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| Without medical healthcare pockets bare
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| Hiding their car far from repo man
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| Checking caller ID before they answer they phone
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| Bill collectors call round the clock at their home
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| But they still wanna gone & replace their light bulbs
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| Blacks want to be green, we wanna recycle
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| Many of us poor so we take the mass transport
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| Walk streets, bump beats, that’s what the headphones are for
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| No SUV’s steady spilling mad smoke
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| All the baller images is just us in the video
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| Most people that I know is on foot
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| Living green naturally it’s all good
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| I -Recycle cans and paper goods in my hood, son
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| No trash mouth 'cause trash is better in a dump
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| Mix the sunshine add some rain
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| A pinch of loving sow a seed and
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| The grass can be greener on the other side
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| The grass can be greener on the other side
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| And the people go
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| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay
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| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay
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| I stopped to get gas at the Citgo
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| I saw a brother passing by throwing trash out his window
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| I walked over and I picked it up
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| It was a Styrofoam cup filled with cigarette butts
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| What the (uh), he was thug and a litterbug
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| I’m just trying to be a man that recycling
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| See we support waste management
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| And their efforts to prevent waste from piling up on each continent
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| We separate the paper and elastic
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| Then do the same with cardboard and plastic
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| We take glass and bulbs filled with halogen
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| And put aluminum and tin in a separate bin
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| My next of kin yeah we heard about it
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| But we’ve been letting friends worry about it
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| See where were from smog is hovering
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| So I’m dedicating this verse to helping mother earth to recover
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| Organically we grow our trees
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| Flowers blooming, attracting birds and bees
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| Teach our kids how to plant seeds
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| And nurture harvest until the season comes
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| Soil we feed
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| Soil we feed
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| Mix the sunshine add some rain
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| A pinch of loving sow a seed and
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| The grass can be greener on the other side
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| The grass can be greener on the other side
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| And the people go
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| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay
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| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay
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| Life is filled with challenges
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| My boy’s kidneys failed man he’s on dialysis
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| 3 hours to filter his blood every day
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| We trying to learn more about the herbal remedies
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| Get back to the way God meant for it to be
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| Hanging with my peeps on the stoop being free
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| Should’ve listened to the Indians and not the Pilgrims
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| The world warming up, there’s much less chillin'
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| And yet where I’m from there 's still some convincing
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| Older folks don’t trust the White’s intentions
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| Some think natural living is hocus pocus
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| But with record high heat waves they taking notice
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| Mix the sunshine add some rain
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| A pinch of loving sow a seed and
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| The grass can be greener on the other side
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| The grass can be greener on the other side
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| And the people go
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| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay
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| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay |