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And when I grew up, folks would click on sight, quick to fight Blood thought he was Superman made of kryptonite We watched when dirty cops rolled through and abused power Them yellow rocks got sold, and our souls we lost ours Woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke Woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke Slave master, sleep rappers Still slaves, that's a different matter Cops killing, all these drug dealing All these [?], need to hit the ceiling Same problems happen every day, I just focus on the iPhone All this war in America, south Florida, this is my home The justice system failing, the education system failing Woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke Woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke [?] Woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke Woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke, woke From Letras Mania