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Boy next door not too complacent
Lost till he found how to pound the pavement
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He walked like a saint lost far in a world of sin
No mama to assure his situation
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And southwest Detroit ain?t a place to talk no trash
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You can throw some dap but it?s best not to flash no cash
You grow up quick, fightin? for the upper end of lower class
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He got a four piece band for his graduation
A second hand van and they toured the nation
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But no one seemed to ever wanna sing a long
They headed out west to find salvation
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But east LA ain?t a place to talk no trash
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You can play for tips but how long can that life last
You grow up quick, writin? checks your ass can?t cash
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Yeah God, save rock n roll
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If you could find a way I swear I won?t sell my soul
Hey God, save rock roll
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He got pegged to be the next sensation
A big fat check for his aggravation
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And a renegade spot tucked way high up in the hills
His songs played strong on every station
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And southwest Detroit ain?t a place to talk no trash
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Hey mister big shot, how?s it feel to be back?
Yeah you made it, became a member of the upper class
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I?m still tryin? to be, I?m still singin? in key, I?m still livin? free
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So fuck you all I said long live rock n roll!