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Kevin Michael, Lupe FiascoHey, little girl, don't cry, dry your eyesI wrote this song for youNow, it goes downCan you imagine every world?Every boy and every girlThey'd all get the same thingsThey'd all get the same thingsA little dough, a lot of loveWith a mom and dad to hugThey'd all get the same thingsHuh, but down here the world is realAnd it don't matter how you feelBecause, we don't get the same thingsWe don't get the same thingsYou got to work to stay aliveForty hours, from 9 to 5We don't get the same thingsAll my gangster friends, yeahAnd all my skater friends(What they want?)SongtexteWe all want the same thing(What we want, now?)We all want the same thing, yeahDJ's in the clubs, Jesus, freaks and thugsWe all want the same thingSame thing, same thingSame thing, same thing, nowAnd, I think about the wayAll the politicians say(What they saying, now?)Say they want to change thingsSay they want to change thingsBut every year, they take some moreAnd I don't know what it's forThough, they never change things(They don't change nothing)But, if you want to make it stop, stopWell, first, you got to startMaking some big, old changesDoing some different things, yeahGet up out your bed, think outside your headAnd you won't get the same thingsSame thing, same thingSame thing, nowAll my gangster friendsAnd all my skater friends(What they want, now?)We all want the same thing(What we want, now?)I said, we all want the same thingDJ's in the clubs, Jesus, freaks and thugsWe all want the same thingSame thing, same thingSame thing nowAll my ex-girlfriendsAnd all their new boyfriends(What they doing, now?)They all want the same thing(What they want, now?)I said, they all want the same thingFrom Wall Street to the hoodNew York and HollywoodWe all want the same thing, yeah(And what you say, what you say?)Yeah, first say pie to the peopleThe have's and the have not'sAre we willing to give up all the hoursJust to make it all equal?And make players out the mascots?'Cause, right now, we don't see youLike the SasquatchUnless, the root of all evil is what you have gotYou're even more visibleIf your hair is lotsIf not banging from the beachThen banish you to the sand boxWith no lifeguard to come after youNo amount, you don't count, like DraculaYour bound to drown like a Titanic passengerOr, a Haitian refugee traffickerThey come and get you off the islandThat you crashed intoThey take a yachtAnd send the slave ship back for youMoney matters, don't let it master youPressing on the answerTill they give you what you're asking forIt's like that, yeah, it's like thatThis is a message toRemind you there's just one who calls loveTake them to church, KevinAll my gangster friends(What they want, now?)And all my skater friendsWe all want the same thingI said, we all want the same thingDJ's in the clubs, Jesus, freaks and thugsWe all want the same thingSame thing, same thingSame thing, same thing nowAll my ex-girlfriends(What they want?)And all their new boyfriendsThey all want the same thingI said, they all want the same thingFrom Wall Street to the hoodNew York and HollywoodWe all want the same thing, yeahWe all want the same thing, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania