| I don’t know how, no
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| And I don’t know why
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| Lord, we were sent here to die
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| As the tears drop from my third eye
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| Oh, Mother Earth, I can hear your cries
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| I can hear your cries
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| I can hear you cry
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| Now I don’t know when
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| No, I don’t know where
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| Or if God is coming back
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| Or if He was even there
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| I’ll tell ya, I’ll tell ya
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| So much irrational behavior
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| We cutthroats casually
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| Spiritual depravity
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| Money is your new majesty
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| I’m in search of, in search of
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| A new habitat for humanity
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| No time to sleep, no canopies
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| Brand new day, different brand of weed
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| It was a world outside of my window
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| I just had to see for the fallacies
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| False doctrines, true lies
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| False prophets since I came out the womb
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| What I came to consume made me confused
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| Wondering which way do I move
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| Man, do evil or do good?
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| The confrontation constantly
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| I’m contemplating being this conscious, it’s complicated
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| I wish we could recycle all this time we wasted
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| From Washington to Obama’s nation
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| Your memory box is inside the matrix
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| You can’t determine if it’s God or Satan
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| Controlling your actions
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| A controllable attraction
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| And the globe is filled with madness
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| Only guarantees is death and taxes
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| It’s ratchet, nigga
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| Now I don’t know when
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| No, I don’t know where
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| Or if God is coming back
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| Or if He was even there
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| I’ll tell ya, I’ll tell ya
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| I don’t know how, no
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| And I don’t know why
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| Lord, we were sent here to die
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| As the tears drop from my third eye
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| Oh, Mother Earth, I can hear your cries
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| I can hear your cries
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| I can hear you cry |