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My mama told me find a real job, âcause Iâm what Iâm doing donât cut it
Say she never seen a nigga get rich struggling and shit
Just fussing and I ainât trying to hear that
Leaving out the house, I peep the news and itâs clear that
If mama would have said a few words to them damn fools
You wouldnât have them killers in the classroom
The destructor of the innocent
Praises be to God the beneficent
Most merciful, and I would never question you
But babies being shot downâll hurt a dude
I know the devilâs got her heels on
But as I walk through the valley, I just feel home
And life has got a funny way of testing
A man of faith but all in all itâs a blessing
To walk up out the storm without a scratch on me
And live to talk about my journey, where you at, homie?
Sam was born by the river
Martin, he had a dream
But that donât mean there will be harmony
Just because the choir sings
They say that change gonâ come
So when is change gonâ come?
Somebody tell me, somebody tell me (Iâm not gonâ lie, Iâm getting scared now)
I started burying my classmates
I remember skipping classes in the 8th grade
And walking to the Burger King at lunchtime
And coming back before the bell rung, but one time
We decided we was finna ditch the whole day
And catch the metro to Sharpstown, Iâll always
Remember Kurtis beatboxing on the back seat
Me freestyling, they knew every rapper that he
Bring up to us, K run through us
Man, I miss them old days, if one knew us
You knew that we was destined for greatness
Fatherâs Day came, thatâs when God set to take him
Too many dying young, no sequel
And I have gone a many night sleepless
Every page turned brings the ending
One day closer, itâs on you on how you spend it
Sam was born by the river
And Martin, he had a dream
But that donât mean there will be harmony
Just because the choir sings
They say that change gonâ come (Change gonâ come, oh oh)
So when is change gonâ come? (When is change gonâ come?)
Somebody tell me, somebody tell me (And every day itâs something different)
Itâs either politics or oneâs religion (Yeah, yeah)
We need to keep our guns in my opinion
Itâs the people that you need to take control of
You have the right to bear your arms what they told us
Itâs tragic when an innocent is gunned down
But Congress wants to take away our guns? Wow
Now, what about off in Chicago?
Huh? Them little children in Chicago
Parents heart-broke, I pray I never know that feeling
And although the truth is so revealing
We push it to the side like we donât matter
And that shit makes me madder
Thatâs right, my government Brad Jordan
No different than a Trayvon Martin (no different)
No different than a shot down leader
Your picture of a blue-eyed Jesus
- Album:
- Deeply Rooted
- Emeritus
- The Fix
- Last Of A Dying Breed
- My Homies
- Untouchable
- The Diary
- The World Is Yours
- Miscellaneous
- Mr. Scarface Is Back
- M.A.D.E.
- The Best of Scarface
- The Last of a Dying Breed (Screwed)
- The Diary (Screwed)
- The Last Of A Dying Breed
- My Homies (Screwed)
- Hip Hop – Then & Now
- Top Five (Music From and Inspired By the Motion Picture)
- The Fix (Explicit Version)
- Def Jam 25, Vol. 9 - Welcome To The South (Explicit Version)