I don't know, maybe we can make a change, maybe not I'm tired of cryin', I'm tired of livin' I'm tired of niggaz, I'm tired of women Just wanna be myself, keep the fame Keep the wealth, give me my health Take me to a place where there ain't hatin' no more Where I don't gotta raise the hammer and clap the 4 Where I don't gotta kick your door and ask for more Where I don't gotta dig your floor and look for raw Where I don't gotta serve no heads Cook no coke, no such thing as feds And there's no such thing as aids And little kids live the age they walk the stage.
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