| Lord knows I cry sometimes
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| But all though I’m hurting I give you my burdens
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| And I want to die sometimes, but you say just trust me
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| No one can love me the way you do
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| I never made the necessary precautions for losses
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| Through all this my heart gets exhausted
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| From coffins they toss us
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| I’ve seen the judge more times than I can ever care to count
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| Got a fair amount of folks in jail
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| But I’m too broke to bail them out
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| This world has no remorse
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| Especially when you black and poor
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| We looked at as collateral damage
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| Your children trapped in war
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| I’ve seen my friends gunned down
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| I felt pressure from that, ain’t nothing but death in the trap
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| The President’s letting it crack
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| That’s why we can’t rely on man or the system he’s made
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| I’m peeping these Christians today
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| How easy they slipping away
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| I walk by faith through all this hate your bringing me through
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| Father I’m changing my view cause I know my strength is in you
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| My tribulations came and I learned pain is so revealing
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| In hopelessness there’s no concealing doubt
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| Is this what Job was feeling?
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| I’m trying to run this race but lately I’m feel left behind
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| You said that if I trust in man man would fail me every time
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| I’ve given my gift back to you
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| With passion wrapped in every line
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| My heart my soul my mind is yours
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| My times the Lord’s and every dime
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| Can’t imagine what you feel up there
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| Your church is such a shame to see
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| Most of us aren’t living nothing close to what we claim to be
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| Then we wonder why this world will die
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| Long before receiving you, cause we can’t even feed a few
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| They seeing us but ain’t seeing you
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| I’m fed up sick and tired of seeing
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| Your believers broke and torn let’s put away religion
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| And start living in your open arms |