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There's just too many rages |
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Too many infinite screams at night, we're living in concrete cages |
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Another child is doomed, to be torn in his mother's womb |
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by the spark of the twelve gauges |
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Sometimes it seems like I can't go on, I can't go on |
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But when I envision a black man with thorns in his hand |
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on a crucifix I get strong |
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Never will I ever let a devil deceive me again (HA!) mislead me |
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Cause what I'ma hit you with's gonna hurt (yeah) |
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Because the flesh is meaningless it remains amongst the dirt |
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But the soul is uplifted |
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10-31-67 I'm God gifted |
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MC's are changing it grows like a fungus |
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Beware of the evil that walks among us, behold |
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a fallen angel, hark, the rebel |
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The mark of 6-6-6, the Devil |
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You better beware cause he's comin behind you |
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No it doesn't take long for him to find you |
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It's a sneak attack black, he's gonna smack you |
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In the form of a rock that's inside of a capsule |
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Or maybe in the form of a man |
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that says to trust me and then begins to shake your hand |
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But when you examined your hand you learned |
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you're alarmed that your palm was disfigured and burned |
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No no no no, it's not surprising |
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Open your book, look to the horizon |
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Start scoping, open your eyes and strive to |
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study the holy Qu'ran or read the holy Bible |
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I'm making a getaway, plan it's gonna be a better way |
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There's gotta be a better day |
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Hmmmmmmm... and now I ask, Lord have mercy upon me |
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and grant me sight, for what I can't see |
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For you are the shephard and I shall not want |
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to front, yes to be blunt, I won't flunk |
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For I am blessed with the gift of knowledge (yeah) |
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without college, but now let's shift |
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into the specific dimension that we call Earth |
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Where God gave us the gift of birth |
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Last but not least Ephessians 6 tells you to teach the child |
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Revelation tells about two day swarms, the guns and diseases |
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Homicides over epidemics and crack vials |
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Got guns going BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK |
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And when you look up you see a kid got struck |
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But mentally the blood pours out of the mother's heart |
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Cause it hurts to lose to Lucifer's part (mmm, yeah) |
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Yes, for I have seen the light |
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That shines bright even in the dark of the night |
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And I (I) thank (thank) thee (thee) |
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For constantly watching over me |
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There are about, four hundred and fifty-thousand homeless without housing |
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Brothers sharing cells and sharing beds |
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They can't seek a job with this hair that's dread |
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Sit back and face reality with these lyrics |
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I hope they can uplift your spirits |
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(we're living in the last days, we're living in the last days) |
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Cause God made water and trees food man woman |
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land fire grass animals clouds and sunrays to shine |
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on the parents of those twenty-six kids that died last year (last year) |
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And it's a shame it's a crying shame, uhh |
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Sometimes I felt that I was there |
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You better get up and wipe to clear your eyes |
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And get right with the master of disguise |