| This song is for my mama
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| This song is for you
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| Hey Mr. President
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| Tomorrow I’m paying my rent
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| My Fuel is runnin' low
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| And I’ve got places to go
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| Quit slowin' me down
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| Can we talk about the education of our children?
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| A book is worth more than a bomb any day
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| And remember Ameri to Africa
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| Who will bring the cure before it’s too late
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| Don’t you see the hurt in their eyes?
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| So much disappointment in many faces
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| Use your heart and not your pride
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| We can’t go on and keep pretending
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| Please Mr. President
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| Where’s all the money you spent
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| Food is fallin low
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| And they have nowhere to go
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| Quit slowin me down
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| I ask you to have mercy on us father
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| You think we know the rules by now
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| We can’t go starting wars with hearts of hatred
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| Our nation’s greed won’t make it better
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| Or quiet the fears in our hearts
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| Don’t you see the hurt in their eyes?
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| So much disappointment in all of their faces
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| Use your heart and not your pride
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| We can’t go on and keep pretending
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| O please Mr. President
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| Dear Mr. President
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| I hope you got the letter I sent
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| A Dollar only goes so far
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| And we need help here, no matter who we are
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| See we come from different worlds and different places
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| Until there’s one great land, one nation under god
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| Times are getting harder and we need you to be like Moses
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| And lead your people through
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| Please be careful, Be Careful
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| Of what you do, what you do |