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| − | -{T|Mortal Man}-
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| − | <poem>I remember you was conflicted,
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| − | Misusing your influence,
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| − | Sometimes I did the same,
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| − | Abusing my power, full of resentment,
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| − | Resentment that turned into a deep depression,
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| − | Found myself screaming in the hotel room,
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| − | I didn't wanna self destruct,
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| − | The evils of Lucy was all around me,
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| − | So I went running for answers,
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| − | Until I came home,
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| − | But that didn't stop survivor's guilt,
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| − | Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned,
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| − | Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was,
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| − | But while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city,
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| − | I was entering a new one,
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| − | A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination,
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| − | Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned,
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| − | The word was respect,
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| − | Just because you wore a different gang colour than mine's,
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| − | Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a man,
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| − | Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets,
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| − | If I respect you' we unify and stop the enemy from killing us,
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| − | But I don't know' I'm no mortal man' maybe I'm just another mortal man.
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| − | </poem>
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