It's a Fact

I don’t care where you’re from

I don’t care what you do

You’re not better than me

I’m no better than you

 

You have to step out of yourself to see what’s inside

And if you ever get thirsty, swallow your pride

 

It was all black and white, in till we created tye-dye

Stop standing in front of me and get on my side

 

A straight up opinion is a raw cut fact

And a number one clown is a first class act

And the soul mates are the ones with the same angel tats on their back

 

Dogs are just tail wagging cats

That’s a fact

 

Protect your front, I got your back

 

White is just a light black

A punch is a hard smack

You’re the fish, so here’s the catch

 

All wrestlers get their match

It’s a fact

 

It’s like a game board

You take three steps forward and two steps back

 

It’s difficult on road, but they same pattern on track

So watch your front, I got your back

 

How bout that?

Yeah, it’s a fact

 

                                     

The End

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