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Thank you. Let me talk to you for a second, bro. Come here. David They steady talkin' about that mustard seed I keep the faith, but I be fightin' with that lust and greed I'ma pray for you, bruh Yeah, I'ma need some real answers If He really love us like you say why don't He heal cancer? Why don't He feed the starvin'? Why don't He help the poor? Why won't He free my homies from Compton out to the third world? Ain't our fault, they brought us here on a boat Enslaved us, beat us 'till our spirit was broke Let me talk Why He let that happen? He the [?] of thе white man? If He really lovеd us He would help us with our fight, man Police out here shootin' people like me in the back And worse than that, we got the black on black If He really loved us then why would He let us hate ourselves? You want us to get saved, bro, we out here tryna save ourselves And you can't tell me that it ain't odd Hate us and they kill us, yo, we praying to the same God Let me talk, bruh Dee, I hope you got time I got all the all day 'Cause I'm about to run it down the line The Bible been tampered with, my prayers He ain't answerin' And I buried my baby bro, was that another plan of His? (Sorry) They say He's jealous and He's vengeful When I feel the same way they say I'm sinful I make good music, bro, I speak from the heart Still, He put the crack rappers at top of the charts (Why?)
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