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I've been lost in my own ways and I'm getting weary(How far is heaven) |
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And I know that I need to change my ways of living (How far is heaven) |
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From church to Liquor store we search for healing |
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Big crowded world filled with lonely humans |
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I'm a M.C. battling with melody envy |
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Cuz melodies the only thing that seems to sooth me |
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So we rock organs adjust the B-3's |
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Have the folks clap to the rap taking it |
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Back to the color - purple - church |
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Where ladies shouting' joy in the midst of hurt! |
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Revolutionaries have a curled fist at first |
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Then years pass and it turns to a clasp |
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They ask in the midst of all |
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God show me ways to resist the fall! |
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Yes yes yawl |
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Pressure pressure the whole under |
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Can't stop the crime can't stop the killing |
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Watch dem life dem ah keep going under |
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Sombody lend ah hand we hafta save dem |
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Roots and culture |
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We have to teach dem |
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Cause it ah the root of dem life |
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Bigger bigger blessings they hope they receive them |
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Pray for them every night |
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I gotta change my ways |
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I need you every day |
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Don't wanna make no excuses |
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My life is so confusing |
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Way down deep inside |
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I wanna tell ya what's on my mind |
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so sick of tryin I'm dyin |
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My heart hurts so I can't keep from cryin |
