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Yo, Yo, Yo No more cleaning out the closet, we need to clean our mind It dissapoints me how blacks will kill our own kind For a quick dollar, we need to stop violence not pop our collars It don't matter how much money you got Cause all that flaunting will get you robbed or dead laying on the block Think about the young kids who wanna be like you Who go buy guns, wear colored flags, and shoot crews Just because someone said it in their rap (rap) Fellows you can be the man without being strapped It ain't all about moving bricks and being a crook What's important is if you know math or can read a book Like Obama said you may not be the next Lil Wayne So stay in school, learn something, and use your brain It might startle you that this is coming from a teenager But there is more to life than some gold and a pager I'm also sick of rappers talking and beefing When they should think about the kids who ain't got nothing to eat and So instead of jaw jacking and shooting back You just influenced someone's death, did you think about that?