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Yeah, this is the new millennium
That's right and the game ain't changed a bit
It ain't changed a bit
Uh uh, listen, got a little something to tell ya
Oh right, it's hard to flyProbably woulda been a li'l taller
Maybe even playing for the Raiders
I don't really know, I can't call it
We deal with what the good Lord gave usHe told me go and holla at your people
He said to wait up late at night
Go get your favorite pen and your notebook
And I'm gon' tell you what to writeIf I could fly
I promise life would be a lot better, baby
If I could blow
Like the wind 'cross the city I goUp in the sky
I swear the pain is for the living, baby
But I can't fly, uh uh, and you can't fly
So we gon' have to work it outFirst off, we gon' eliminate Congress
Bring back Bob Marley to be King, oh yeah

We shutting down San Quentin and Towers
Give all the homies jobs and a hundred g'sClose up all the public housing
Everybody get a crib on the hill
Split it up five students to every teacher
Now we gon' get some education that's realIf I could fly
I promise life would be a lot better, baby
If I could blow
Like the wind across the city I goUp in the sky
I swear the pain is for the living, baby
But I can't fly, uh uh, and you can't fly
So we gon' have to work it outNo more getting it on the corner
The day, my friend, when hustling is dead
We wouldn't have to kill each other
'Cos everyone would have enough breadA child would find a cure to cancer
And give it to everybody for free
We wouldn't even notice the color of our skin
I wouldn't hate you, you wouldn't hate me, ohIf I could fly
I promise life would be a lot better, baby
If I could blow
Like the wind across the city I goUp in the sky
I swear the pain is for the living, baby
But I can't fly, uh uh, and you can't fly
So we gon' have to work it outWork it out, work it out
We gon' have to work it outSpread my wings, spread my wings
Spread my wings and fly
Spread my wings, spread my wings
Spread my wings and flyIf I could fly
I promise life would be a lot better, baby
If I could blow
Like the wind across the city I goIn the sky
I swear the pain is for the living, baby
But I can't fly, uh uh, and you can't flyIf I could fly
I promise life would be a lot better, baby
If I could blow
Like the wind across the city I go

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Tq

Terrance Quaites is an American R&B singer, known professionally as TQ.

TQ was raised in the church (he sang in the choir) but his real education came from the streets, where the first wave of hip-hop music became the soundtrack to his life. "From Monday to Saturday I was hangin', partyin', chasing girls, getting in trouble, and straight-up acting the fool," he admits. "But on Sunday my mother dragged me out of bed to go to church. That's where I developed my singing voice and learned how to make people feel me."

TQ was never a thug in the true sense of the word: His hard-working parents instilled positive values in him, and didn't hesitate to set him straight when he was wrong. At 16, when his mom found a gun in his room, she sent the teenager to live with an aunt in Atlanta. In retrospect, says TQ, "sending me down South saved my life. It made me straighten up—for awhile, anyway."

These conflicting circumstances honed TQ's survival instincts and his passion for music. "The little money I had to buy records was spent on rap," he notes. "See, I really wasn't much into my generation's r&b. I listened more to the old-school soul that my parents had in the house. So my music now is more a combination of that and hard-core hip-hop."

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