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The table 'bout to turn The table 'bout to turn The table 'bout to turn, yeah I've been flipping through my timeline Trying to keep my mind right My city cry-y I got to cool down But I'm under pressure Cookin' with my Crisco Look at where my fist go I renegade when I'm in a rage I got to cool down But I'm under pressure I keep my hands dirty My mind clean Got a new agenda With a new dream I'm kicking out the old regime Liberation, elevation, education America, you a lie But the whole world 'bout to testify I said, the whole world 'bout to tеstify And the tables 'bout to T-t-tables 'bout to Letras de canciones Turn turn turn (Turn) And no stop until it Turn, turn, turn (Turn) No stoppin' 'till Turn, turn, turn (Turn) Wе can't wait for it to Turn, turn, turn Yeah, the tables 'bout to turn Turn, turn, turn It's a boomerang booming back, yeah You laid the egg now it's 'bout to hatch, yeah You gaslight, 'bout to meet your match You fuck up the kitchen, then you should do the dishes Burning down plantations, uh Ain't no parking, I don't need no validation I like sage when I'm in a rage, uh I don't need permission, I got my intuition Hands dirty, mind clean A different vision With a new dream, uh We kicking out the old regime Liberation, elevation, education I said "America, yousa lie" But the whole world 'bout to testify I said the whole world 'bout to testify We gonna watch the table Now we gonna watch the table Turn, turn, turn (The tables got to) That's right Turn, turn, turn (It's got to) You waited too long, you gotta Turn, just turn, turn (The tables got to) We see it all now Turn, turn, turn I said the tables got to turn The tables turn The tables turn The tables turn (The tables got to) The tables turn The tables turn (The tables got to) The tables turn The tables turn (Turn) The tables turn (The tables got to turn) From Letras Mania