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[Verse 1]
I gotta few things I wanna ask the Lord
Why my people gotta be so poor, feel me
and why`s it so rough when you`re young and black
They say you go to jail or get strung on crack
Why the girl have a baby she was twelve years old
Ask the state why the cell`s gotta be so cold
and why these niggas here with so many years
whole family in court crying so many tears
can you picture us living with hope [hell no]
when the same ones hanging us is giving us dope
shit, it`s hard to get by
I pray to God it`s still hard to get by
Just wanna hold my son [my man]
but I can`t leave my house until I load my gun
I gotta grab my sword
and when I die I got some things I wanna ask the Lord
like, why we dying from AIDS
and why on TV it`s aight to be gay
aint that sorta like my gun got the right to be waved
if I could sit back and watch a whole cipher of slaves
ask my man where the blacks at
ask myself where the next Malcolm X at [I don`t know]
Is he makin Salat, or upstate like a ape in a box
am I a human or a fallen angel
got to pray by myself cuz I`m out of angle
I aint facin the east, tell the brothers I was shakin the beast
had the nine and the eight in the streets
open your eyes, stay wise, cuz even Satan is deep
I pray for a better living
even though I think I`m better dying
why, cuz I`d rather hear the angels singing
why, and I don`t wanna hear my people crying, feel me black
[HOOK]
We aint gotta die no more, I said we aint gotta die no more
Black woman Listen
You aint gotta cry no more, I said you aint gotta cry no more
Black child Listen
We gotta provide for y`all, I said we gotta provide for y`all
Devil man Listen
We got a surprise for y`all, I said we got a surprise for y`all
Black man Listen
[Verse 2]
`Bout to be on some clever shit [I got to be]
I gotta think if the president is prejudice
and that`s another eight years down
the 500 year warn, that`s a eight year round
I don`t really mean to sweat it
but the war been on before they came on your TV and settle
They don`t need lead to shoot ya
why would a man make a computer to head the future
I think about it in a weed session
They said better technology, all I see is regressin
blew up our buildings in fact [blow us all up]
but if they live under the sun then them children is black
`fore the devil get more time I`d rather see the world cease
hit the afterlife of world peace
where black men don`t die, the women don`t cry
and the little kids get provided for and play in the sky, what
[HOOK]
