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A SAD SAD State We Are In
With pride they call themselves guerillas and killers
Unified in gangs, letting their pants hang, their gats bang
But don’t know a damn thing about manhood, being robbed of
their childhood; So misunderstood and they only feel good
When they are rolling off ecstasy, it vexes me to see two
and three
Jumping on one, threatened to pull out a gun, people our sons
Are impregnating our baby girls destroying our world
Babies raising orphans so many; so many endorphins
Brains going to mush; Has me at the edge I am being pushed
Overboard O’Lord Please tell me, compel me
To speak the truth, to teach the youth
About communism, racism, the plot of a secret society
To take a variety of lies to disguise this new world order
And regime, a secret team of assassins of characters hidden
In the belly of the beast; trying to blame terrorism on the
middle east
When right here in our streets; American citizens are
finding it hard to eat
I now shed tears for being blinded for so many years
Now that I see the light; how in the hell can I make it right
Look at the assassination of the of the truth speakers of our
nation are dead and gone; Like Toni Braxton sang “Just another sad love song”
The blind leading the blind, kill me..I kill you
Death or prison time/heavily populated, these prison plantations
Being built everyday; slavery by concentration,
Billions of dollars, the public screams and holler
Taxpaying where does it all go? I challenge you to tell me if you really know
You don’t and won’t see unemployment get better
Don’t care how much you write congressman a letter
He’s just a puppet on a string, content on one thing
His home, his car, his state of class, the rest can kiss his ass
I can go deep with this triangle of sin
But for now, just think..A sad..SAD..state we are in.
Unified in gangs, letting their pants hang, their gats bang
But don’t know a damn thing about manhood, being robbed of
their childhood; So misunderstood and they only feel good
When they are rolling off ecstasy, it vexes me to see two
and three
Jumping on one, threatened to pull out a gun, people our sons
Are impregnating our baby girls destroying our world
Babies raising orphans so many; so many endorphins
Brains going to mush; Has me at the edge I am being pushed
Overboard O’Lord Please tell me, compel me
To speak the truth, to teach the youth
About communism, racism, the plot of a secret society
To take a variety of lies to disguise this new world order
And regime, a secret team of assassins of characters hidden
In the belly of the beast; trying to blame terrorism on the
middle east
When right here in our streets; American citizens are
finding it hard to eat
I now shed tears for being blinded for so many years
Now that I see the light; how in the hell can I make it right
Look at the assassination of the of the truth speakers of our
nation are dead and gone; Like Toni Braxton sang “Just another sad love song”
The blind leading the blind, kill me..I kill you
Death or prison time/heavily populated, these prison plantations
Being built everyday; slavery by concentration,
Billions of dollars, the public screams and holler
Taxpaying where does it all go? I challenge you to tell me if you really know
You don’t and won’t see unemployment get better
Don’t care how much you write congressman a letter
He’s just a puppet on a string, content on one thing
His home, his car, his state of class, the rest can kiss his ass
I can go deep with this triangle of sin
But for now, just think..A sad..SAD..state we are in.
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