Everyday I wake, I feel like crying
Every second I feel like praying
Everywhere I turn, my people dying
Brothers and sisters, now listen what I'm saying
I dont really feel like writing
And I dont really feel like singing
'Cause everywhere I look, my people fighting
And it's our own that we're killing
The same gunmen that cry 'bout suppression
Of the white man and his racist oppression
Go a church and give God his confession
Gun in his pocket and crack in his possession
Damn hypocrite don't be disillusioned
Yeah, life is tough but that's not no solution
You g'wan like yer brave, that's an illusion
Brave man wouldn't kill his own, would start a revolution
Gunman and too much drug, man
What are we showing
The youths dem
We should be protecting
Instead we're destroying
Oh, Father, watch over them
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