| Some of them, they just pleased to
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| Nothing in their heart
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| They don’t know what is good
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| Some of them they just pleased to
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| Nothing in their heart
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| They don’t know what is good
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| I don’t like it when someone says something
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| Like they’re gonna stick to their words
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| That’s what I would have preferred
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| Now I ain’t got no choice but to just see them
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| As an untruthful voice that I can’t believe in
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| 'Cause everything is blessed one day, yeah
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| But the next day might turn another way
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| Some of them, they just pleased to
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| Nothing in their heart
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| They don’t know what is good
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| Some of them they just pleased to
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| Nothing in their heart
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| They don’t know what is good
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| Fight, fight, fight
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| Yeah they just fight, fight, fight, yeah
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| And there’s no light, light, light, woah
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| And they just fight, fight, fight, yeah
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| I’m not about no miscommunication
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| (Miscommunication)
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| 'Cause it’s nothing worse than false information
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| (False information)
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| Feed them only lies to a congregation
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| (Only lies to a congregation)
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| And now the people them see your words as forsaken
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| (See your words as forsaken)
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| 'Cause everything is blessed one day, yeah
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| But the next day might turn another way
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| Some of them, they just pleased to
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| Nothing in their heart
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| They don’t know what is good
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| Some of them they just pleased to
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| Nothing in their heart
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| They don’t know what is good
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| Fight, fight, fight, oh
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| Yeah they just fight, fight, fight, yeah
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| And there’s no light, light, light, woah
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| And they just fight, fight, fight, yeah
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| There’s nothing real no more
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| There’s nothing real no more
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| There’s nothing real no more, no, no, no, oh
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| There’s nothing real no more
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| There’s nothing real no more
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| There’s nothing real no more
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| There’s nothing real no more
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| There’s nothing real no more |