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This is wrong
No love at
This is what's
No to work
is what's wrong
Too many lying in church too many cry and
Too many try'na lurch we be hurting too
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I tell the I hold my hand
I tell ya the feelings of every man in the
I tell you how they lost and just don't understand
I talk for 'em let me help you

You know how many people have been round this mother
People really scared round this mother
If you find a program for the Mac and the Sam
They gonna grow up like and his big brothers
Nigga tired of music and they making money
Niggas spending but they making none
Now your in front of stoves cooking nose run
Mother fucker did I

You money stayed in crime
Put they hands the line
And Marvin Gaye what's going on
Holies in Cali and they high
You looking dumb like what's on
I ain't hating on Trump I'm saying
No day for some on some plane
We need get us let
The water they be drinking is as the rain
Black people man data us in the rain
Shot us in the back when they saw are heat
Got us on the back thought we couldn't back
We're on three fuck Bill Clinton
We're in the hood try'na get gold
Call is too high most of the rich never
So why do we
You can have insurance but they still wont pay the whole for you
Wake up this is too real for you

is what's wrong
No love in
is what's wrong
No jobs to
is what's wrong
Too many in church too many cry and hurt
Too many lurch we be hurting too long
I
I
I tell the truth I hold my
I ya the feelings of every man in the sand
I tell you how they lost and just don't understand
I talk for 'em let me you understand

You know why the overweight right
Cuz all you let 'em do is play on that damn
You don't let 'em run and play like they used to do in the day
So they loose wait when they try hard
Nigga tell 'em on the arm
Got caught go whip a
You should see the
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Nigga that he was hating so he ratted
That ain't why he ratted ratted cuz the nigga he need a pussy
Race walls I don't be a race car
Stay the fuck might get hit a raycha
Cuz a bitch tell a lie for a dollar
The same bitch who die for a dollar bill
wont pay the teacher but It'll pay the judge
Where the cure of diabetes you get it up
never get it up
They don't wanna loose so they thinking 'bout the money
don't give a fuck
I'm just of seeing wrong got the wrong
What I'm with my eyes is a murder scene
White boy killed 9 black in a church
He was hungry to get that bitch Burger

This is what's
No love in
This is what's
No to work
is what's wrong
Too many lying in church too cry and hurt
Too many try'na we be hurting too long
I
I
I tell the truth I my hand
I tell ya the of every man in the sand
I tell you how they lost lost and just don't
I for 'em let me help you understand
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