Lyrics

what's up with what's going down, in every city, in every town, cramping styles is the plan, they've got us in the palm of every hand, when we pretend that we're dead, when we pretend that we're dead, they can't hear a word we've said, when we pretend that we're dead, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, turn the tables with our unity, they neither moral nor majority, wake up and smell the coffee, or just say no to individuality, when we pretend that we're dead, when we pretend that we're dead, they can't hear a word we've said, when we pretend that we're dead, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, when we pretend that we're dead, when we pretend that we're dead, they can't hear a word we've said, when we pretend that we're dead. come on, come on, come on, come on, dead. come on, come on, come on, come on, dead. dead. come on, come on, come on, come on, dead. dead. come on, come on, come on, come on, dead. dead. come on, come on, come on, come on, dead. dead. come on, come on, come on, come on, dead. dead. come on, come on, come on, come on, dead.

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Artist: l7