.We was born in a grave, raised by slaves
Taught me misbehave to prove that we are brave
Livin in a prison where you can't see the cage
And you can't see the walls but you movin' through a maze
Goin' round in a circle, dizzy in a daze
Eyes fuzzy from the gunsmoke, mirrors and the haze<.>
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