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Papa, he was gone tryna make a dime | Mama kept us warm when there was no sunshine | I was busy building up a reputation
Papa, he was gone tryna make a dime Mama kept us warm when there was no sunshine I was busy building up a reputation Did a lot of things out of desperation Back up on my feet, got the motivation Now I found my faith and a good vibration Search for you, love of creation When you're feeling down in this place Just replace them Keep a vision on the one you've been chasing When the time comes we'll run to the station We've been laced with the powers of creation So when the sun sets You bet you must face them Remember when we were running 'cross the nation We were living for the here and now You can't catch me I'll be gone by the time they come You can't catch me The war is already won Even though the children have sold their guns We must remember the fallen ones Remember the fallen ones, yeah, oh yeah Raised in the capital of Port-au-Prince Born with them pillars in them tenements Papa used to run from the immigration When we got to the United Station A teen under pressure got to blend in Before the guitar I had a MAC-10 Thanks for you, love of creation When you're feeling down in this place Just replace them Keep a vision on the one you've been chasing When the time come we run to the station We've been laced with the powers of creation So when the sun sets You bet you must face them Remember when we were running 'cross the nation We were living for the here and now You can't catch me I'll be gone by the time they come You can't catch me The war is already won Even though the children have sold their guns We must remember the fallen ones Remember the fallen ones, yeah oh yeah
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