Intro
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[Verse 1]
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He rises every morning but he don't look at the sun
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He reaches in the corner where he keeps his loaded gun
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Then he checks the firing action,as he straps it to his chest
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Plans an ambush for the mailman,even though it's all in jest
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He's here he's there he's everywhere
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He's found uptown and underground
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Unlike my friend flicka you know he's not a myth
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He's persecution, persecution, persecution smith
[Verse 2]
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He's found at every protest march you'll see him looking on
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He'd soon join in to help but he thinks it's all in fun
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Cause he isn't colorblind not to mention no one's fool
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He knows how things should be but he ain't out to change no rule
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His eyes can't see like you and me
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His voice can't speak but only shreik
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His brain is like jelly his muscles they are stiff
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He's persecution persecution persecution smith
[Verse 3]
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You can't walk down the street no more without him walking by
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You can't go to sleep at night without hearing him cry
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You can't read a newspaper without reading about him
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You can't escape him in the crowd for he will be among them
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He's here he's there he's everywhere
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He's found uptown and underground
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In Watts, California you know who he was with
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With persecution persecution persecution smith
[Verse 4]
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When you're finished with your ideals
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And you're finished with your dreams
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When you're finished your crusading and no longer hear the screams
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When you're finished trying to picture a world with people free
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When you're finished looking up and the down is all you see
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Then make your goal the first foxhole
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And hide your head beneath your bed
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Cause you won't be alone my friend you know who you'll be with
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With persecution persecution persecution smith