| Children hold on, to your dreams
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| Believe in love, let love be the light
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| To show the wayyyyy
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| And love will shine on you one day
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| Hold on, to your dreams at least
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| And believe in love
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| It’ll show you the way, it’ll show you the way
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| That’s right, uh-huh
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| God bless the souls of those that impose a threat
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| Better yet, let’s forget 'bout this foolishness
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| And though I never asked for forgiveness
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| If you wanna pray to him, here’s some things I might say to him
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| Lord thank you for my wife, my father and mom
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| And God thank you for my daughter and son
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| You know the devil he’s been doin us wrong
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| And I love both of my kids, but they momma can’t raise 'em alone
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| And yo, I just want a better understandin
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| There’s got to be another way to handle it
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| And well we got to be mature about it
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| We both made our mistakes, and can’t no one get us out it
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| My little girl’s a little lady
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| And though she often act crazy, she still my baby
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| And I anticipate the day that I can see
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| The smile on her face when she speak to Little J
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| Hold on, to your dreams, you gotta believe
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| Believe in love — that’s right
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| Believe in love and the Lord
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| It’ll show you the way okay, it’ll show you the way, just lead
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| Shine your heart on it
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| (America has a problem)
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| You see the problem with the world is
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| That there’s way too many faces and way too many races
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| They done even managed to modernize slavery
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| They clonin little babies, these people goin crazy
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| And white America’s on high alert
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| Black America’s still starvin and livin in public housin
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| You still eatin off your food stamps
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| That’s why one out of every three black boys end up in boot camp
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| And not to mention the ones we’ll be missin
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| Let’s face it, e’rybody can’t make it
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| And e’rybody wanna escape it (no way)
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| But if it’s thug life we live, then thug life it is
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| But just remember, somethin gotta give
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| That’s why, so many and die and, so little live
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| I can’t explain it, but that’s how it is
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| And God forbid, but it is what it is
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| Hold on, to your dreams, and believe in 'em
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| Feel the strength, I know
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| He’ll show you the way, he’ll show you the way
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| He’ll show you the way
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| The Lord have mercy on 'em
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| For they young and dumb, and that’s why I come to pray for 'em
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| Though some of us are better than most of us
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| You can’t involve the kids with our differences
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| And since memories are all we have
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| Don’t you agree that all little kids deserve to laugh?
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| I’m, teachin the facts about our black leaders
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| Cause they be strong people, just keep readin, it gets deeper
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| We’re all God’s people
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| So regardless of color and race, we all is covered in grace
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| And you gotta be stronger than most
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| Therefore, we only supposed to go when we chosen
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| Cause God for the thugs too
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| Just be sincere at heart and dawg, God’ll still love you
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| So to all my fallen soldiers, the struggle’s over
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| All in the name of Jehovah
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| Hold on, to your dreams, c’mon, y’know
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| Believe in love, and love be the light
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| I know, you know, that’s right — he’ll show you the way
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| I know, it’ll shine on you, c’mon
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| And just pray with me, sing with me, c’mon
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| Sing with me, c’mon
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| Believe in love — he’ll show you the way
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| I know you will — he’ll show you the way, okay?
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| Just believe and pray
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| This is for Me’da’buta |