| Once again my friend, I try
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| To help improve another brother’s life
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| By coming through with the righteous groove
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| Tells right from wrong, makes people move
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| Not idiot crossover songs
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| That appeal to all and make you sing along, no
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| This one is for the chosen few
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| Who want to build and uplift my people too, so
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| Listen to the words I speak
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| Cause the words are truth and truth’s what I teach
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| By talkin' bout the things that I see
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| When talkin' bout this color called ebony
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| It’s ebony
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| Not sellin' drugs, I’m above a thug
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| Killin' off his own, tryin' to make a buck, no
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| That ain’t the way it’s done today
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| Gotta come together, gotta educate
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| Gotta, uplift, lift up your head
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| Stand strong and proud, don’t end up dead
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| Take time to make that move
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| Be sure to be straight and you’ll improve
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| Live long, be strong, and you’ll see
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| That better is a life lived long and carefree
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| Just stay on a righteous path
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| You’ll see the truth and won’t have to ask why
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| I don’t make the rhymes that say
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| How ignorant brothers act nowaday
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| I just talk about the things that I see
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| When talkin' 'bout this color called ebony
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| It’s ebony
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| Now break
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| Smooth
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| Now I want y’all to listen, see what you’re missin'
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| What lacks in the competition is
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| Strong words, of pride and unity
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| I’m glad that y’all in tune to me
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| I’m here to let y’all know
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| P-Dog is sick and I’ll run the show
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| By talkin' 'bout the things that I see
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| When talkin' 'bout this color called ebony
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| It’s ebony
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| Smooth |