My told me find a real job, 'cause I'm what I'm doing don't cut it Say she never seen a nigga get rich struggling and Just and I ain't trying to hear that Leaving out the house, I peep the and it's clear that If mama would have said a few words to damn fools You wouldn't have them killers in the The of the innocent be to God the beneficent Most merciful, and I would question you But babies being shot down'll a dude I know the devil's got her on But as I walk the valley, I just feel home And has got a funny way of testing A man of faith but all in all a blessing To walk up out the storm a scratch on me And to talk about my journey, where you at, homie?
Sam was by the river Martin, he had a But that don't mean there will be Just because the choir They say that gon' come So when is change come? Somebody me, somebody tell me (I'm not gon' lie, I'm getting scared now)
I burying my classmates I remember classes in the 8th grade And walking to the Burger at lunchtime And coming back before the bell rung, but one We decided we was ditch the whole day And catch the metro to Sharpstown, I'll Kurtis beatboxing on the back seat Me freestyling, they knew rapper that he up to us, K run through us Man, I them old days, if one knew us You that we was destined for greatness Father's Day came, when God set to take him Too many young, no sequel And I have gone a many sleepless Every page brings the ending One day closer, it's on you on how you it
Sam was by the river And Martin, he had a But that don't mean will be harmony Just the choir sings They say change gon' come (Change gon' come, oh oh) So when is change gon' come? (When is change come?) tell me, somebody tell me (And every day it's something different)
It's either politics or religion (Yeah, yeah) We need to keep our guns in my It's the people that you need to take of You have the to bear your arms what they told us It's tragic when an innocent is gunned But Congress wants to take our guns? Wow Now, what about off in Huh? Them little children in Parents heart-broke, I pray I never that feeling And although the truth is so We push it to the side like we matter And that shit me madder That's right, my government Brad No different than a Trayvon (no different) No different than a shot down picture of a blue-eyed Jesus