(Don't you dare)
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Interrupt the White House ball
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(We're living scared)
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It's in foreign fields the soldiers fall
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Ooh, ooh, ooh, la, la, la
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Snatch 'em in their prime
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Go ahead that's fine
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That's fine
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Just go drill for grease, yeah
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Like a diamond thief, yeah, yeah
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Their mamas will be alright
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Just give 'em time
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Go get your money right
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You won't lose no sleep tonight
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Nominate your kids
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I think they'd prove your theory right
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Would you watch them die?
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Like tryna get a hold of smoke and water
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Coming up with nothing every time
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How come we ain't getting any closer
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Tryna find the truth behind the lies?
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(Look up, look up)
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See a dead man walking
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(See his baby face)
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Hey, let's duplicate a few
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Ooh, ooh, ooh, la, la, la
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That don't mean much to you
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(If you need some help)
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Send some hippies in to help
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You think more than you do
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Hows about another line or two
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To pick you up , pick you up
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While your people drown, drown
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I hope your happy
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And you sleep so great at night
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While the lovers cry
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Like tryna get a hold of smoke and water
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Coming up with nothing every time
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How come we ain't getting any closer
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Tryna find the truth behind the lies?
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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How many lives will you sacrifice?
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Will you ever be satisfied?
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If in God you trust, can't you hear him still?
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I ain't no preacher but thou shalt not kill
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Yo, check it
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I'm praisin' the states and the streets I'm raised in
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Pain is the perfume scent I'm sprayed in
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It clash with the federal agents fragrance
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I smell a pig, that's a cop who's racist
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I'm an ordinary project dude
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I'm subject to genetically modified fool
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That's FDA approved, mass produced
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So you can tell a lie from the truth
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Even though I'm fly in my tie and force suit
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Le jet like a Concorde, swoop through the air
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Then I land in my van, I'm cool
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And I still stand with the Uganda youths
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All the poor kids out in Moscow that live hostile
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I ride for you when I ride with the top down
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Listenin' to Joss' sounds, you see how that feel
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I see these come with government seals
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Open it, peek Nas getting' at his enemies
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And the paragraphs are for similies
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Governmentalists killed the Kennedy's
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I heard that Joss Stone got the remedies
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Governmental, confusion
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Governmentalist, it's delusion
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Governmental, confusion
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A bunch of governmentalist, it's delusion
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Tryna get a hold of smoke and water
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Coming up with nothing every time
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How come we ain't getting any closer
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Tryna find the truth behind the lies?
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And all that we're left with
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Is a hand full of nothing
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A hand full of nothing
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That's all that I got
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Hand full of nothing
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Governmental, confusion
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Just some governmentalist, delusion
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Governmental, confusion, yeah
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Governmentalist, it's delusion
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Yeah, yeah
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Governmentalist
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Joss Stone |