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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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[Verse 1]
Reminiscin' back
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when I was only a child
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Back in the days of livin'
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carefree lifestyles
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As long as we wasn't caught,
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bein' bad was cool
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and we were never at a loss
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for something to get into
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Children in the neighbourhood,
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down at the park
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Sunny days when we played
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at the old schoolyard
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where kickin' it live was
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a familiar scene
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Kenny M. and Big Gene know what I mean
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But nowadays it seems life
just ain't the same
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Everybody's involved
in the game or a gang
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and when we die,
it seem like nobody cares
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It ain't no love in they cold-
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hearted stares
Thinkin' of payback, of makin' a hit
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Now Cowboys and Indians
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become real- life shit
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and life means nothin'
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when the heart is cold
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It ain't the same as the days of old.
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Yeah...it ain't the same as the days of old.
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Verse 2
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[Verse 2]
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It's a unity thing,
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much love for my people here
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But what good is love if the people
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don't really care?
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The triggers are cold at the O.K. Corral
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but it ain't O.K. when my people live foul
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Another sad case
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of the black- on- black
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It's a fact, some of our people
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don't know how to act
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Can't go to the club,
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can't to the store
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Can't chill with your girl,
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can't go to the show
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Can't do anything without
some fool actin' up
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You start to believe that black
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folk are savage but
before you do, allow me to say
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that in the old days we didn't act that way,
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Kings and Queens were the names
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of the righteous
but the sons of slaves are insane
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and we might just
self- destruct and erupt
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without a chance to grow
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This ain't the days of old.
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Verse 3
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Damn...this ain't the days of old.
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I
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don't
know...c'mon.
Verse 4
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[Sound bite of George Bush]
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There is no match for a united Amer
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ica...a determined America...an
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angry America...our outrage again
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st the ploy unites us, brings us
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together behind this one plan of action
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- an assault on every front.
Better wake up...
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[Verse 3] So I say,
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what will it take
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before we change up?
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Some more of us dead,
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or more of us locked up?
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Or maybe even more of us
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will blame the white man
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before we understand now the
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problem's not him
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What I'm tellin' ya is actual fact
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I'm ain't pro- human 'cause
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all humans ain't pro- black
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Remember in your mind
that there still exists
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a plan to bring down a black fist
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See the struggle is up hill,
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life's at a standstill
Jack popped Jill now
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he don't act real
And every livin' moment
got her singin' the blues
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Her sole provider can't af
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ford the baby's shoes
That's the cycle so many
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of us go through
America's black holocaust
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continues
and I just hope we wake
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up soon before we fold
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I miss the days of old.
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Damn...I miss the days of old.
Outro 1
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Listen...it ain't the same as the days of old.
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