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Ramenez le drap sur vos yeux Entrez dans le reve Reprendre la vie des autres ou on l'a laissee Quand le jour s'acheve Voir les couleurs voir les formes

Over the mountain Down in the valley Lives a former talk-show host Everybody knows his name He says there's no doubt about it It was the myth of

I saw a young white boy open up the door For an old black lady who was walkin? in the store And it hit me, yeah, it me, things ain't all that bad I saw

First with your hands, then with your mouth A downpour of sweat, damp cotton clouds I was a fool, you were my friend We made it happen You took off your

[CHORUS: OPENING] i knew i was treated the way-yay-yay-yay you, came to me said oh-no-no-yo-better run away, don't stand, or stay [Eminem] oh know,

Yeah well, we're back with another one Comin? hard and got suckers on the run You say, you guys are known for havin? fun Yeah well, we'll do what has

Been all around the world Been all around the world All around the world, same song All, all around the world, same song All around the world, same song

Mmmm... New truth seekers from all walks of life Teachers should be unbiased on race, creed, sex, Economic background, age, and/or every other usually

Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love? Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love? Now, men want racism, black folks in prison, me bar What's goin'