Yesterday (feat. Blu) feat. Blu

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Blu: Damn, hold up, yeah Forgive me, I used God's name in vain Had her sayin' it when she came, shame on me Spoke thunder as the lightning struck rain on me Chilling with the same homies that never prayed for me Stole from me, shoulda' stole on 'em, shit Still chill with 'em 'cause this world's cold on 'em Why should I be? I was told forgive and don't Forget, but high as I be, in the club toastin' Cups with some [?] right beside me Who gives a fuck, times is rough, don't remind me Be godly, 'aight, folks walk over you Like a rug when you're nice, that's why I had to be Mean on this mic, bad tongue since mad young Should I tell 'em that I never really had a gun Or a son, or free lunch, or Funds, left school dumb to have fun Been on the run since then, Sin City Where the city sins, repents, and sins again Many men after many money, and I say Many many, yeah, many many many How many sins do we bend on a daily Enough to make a nigga go (crazy) yup Used to be the one screamin' 'pay me', now I'm screamin' 'Save me'...yup Aloe Blacc: Was there ever a time When history was kind When justice was just blind When yesterday was fine Was there ever a time When history was kind When justice was just blind When yesterday was fine You ever seen how little kids play? Ever Dare someone to reveal their skeletons one day? But then their memory is fuzzy gray, you ever Wonder 'bout the secrets that someone didn't say As a man you walk a fine line in your mind One side is love, the other side is blind Catch a good bird but still keep a flock of dimes Then the preacher go and teach us to forget our crimes But my neighbor doesn't go to church, he sips wine On my porch, put a torch to a square and pass Time, I guess that's fine, to each his own Vice, and everybody has his own price, that's When you gotta learn to choose your own fight Stand and deliver or make those green lights, in America, where the motto is better is better, where Never is the answer but they never say never They only say soon but soon don't ever show up The poor stay sufferin', the ghetto stay tore up The money gets divided like the fat cousin servin' up the Cake and his excuse is he made a mistake, well The problem is old, the solution is new, all the Corporates are gone and the number is few, of Who can fix the ailing system, we Heard the symptoms, we failed to listen Was there ever a time When history was kind When justice was just blind When yesterday was fine Was there ever a time When history was kind When justice was just blind When yesterday was fine