(Yesterday I)
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(And Today I'm)
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(Yesterday I)
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(And Today I'm)
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[Murs]
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Aight, I, I ain't getting out of bed today
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9 to 5 to survive, there's gotta be a better way
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Waking up early to punch in the clock
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How I look, a grown man with my lunch in a box
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But my kids need socks and shoes, I'm walking through
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The office, boss yelling "Who you talkin to?"
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Dont you know on the streets I woulda- nevermind
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The past is the past, I gotta leave it behind
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But man, back on the block I was a bonafide hustler
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Spot popping off until the police rushed us
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Handcuffed us, I thought I was gone
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Coulda cried, thinking I'd miss my son being born
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But I was blessed, beat the case, now I'm tryna reform
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But these white folks, make it so hard to move on
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You gotta, jump through hoops, anger management groups
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But the fact I'm still standing here today is proof that...
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[Chorus]
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(Yesterday I) Felt the most hated
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I thought I couldn't take it, they said I couldn't make it
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(And today I'm) Feelin' brand new
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I got nothin' to lose, I'm bout to make moves
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(Yesterday I) Felt the most hated
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I thought I couldn't take it, I fought until I made it
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(And today I'm) Feelin' brand new
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I got nothin' to lose, get out my way move
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[Murs]
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On to the next, it was all about sex
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When I first met my little baby girl Anette
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shee was standing at the bus stop, sucking on a lolli-pop
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Eyes collard green, lean, thicker then a pork chop
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Stop- cause I don't eat swine
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But this girl was so divine that I had to make her mine
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Called her phone a few times, she thought I was funny
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Fell for it like a dummy, it was all for the money
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Gyeah...growing up in the hood
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You would think I'd understand,but I never understood
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Why she rarely came around, when my dough wasn't good
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Now you could call it puppy love cause I got dogged out
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Now on all my note books I got her name crossed out
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But she lost out, I just lost profit, when she left me in cold
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Heart broke like like my pockets and...
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[Chorus]
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[Murs]
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You know them days you just got the blues
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All stressed and depressed from just watchin the news
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No matter what good you do it seems you always get screwed
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Got you caught up in your feelings now you off in the mood
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Shake that attitude and do what you can
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Set a couple goals follow through with your plans
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Time waits for no man and tomorrows not promised
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So if shes still alive shoot a call to your momma
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Cause the fighting and the drama, its just not worth it
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Nobodys perfect, ain't none of us worthless
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We all got a place, and we all got a purpose
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Now I'm not taking y'all to sunday service
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But ya clap your hands as you stand up and work it
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Like your grandmama used to do that fan down at worship
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Spread it, pop it, and wave it in my face
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Put your hands around your waist, let me rock it to the bass like...
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[Chorus]
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Yesterday & Today
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Murs |