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Oh My Lord

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400 years still cuffs on wrist Trying to explain, They claim trying to resist But now it's just like magic All these gadgets They insist You can do a lot things But you can't do this Everybody wonderin' who gone show up for the party Sayin it didn't happen but didn't ask nobody Will me make it out alive brotha? brotha prolly Struggle to pay attention with no paper in your wallet Agitate complainers complainers are never moving hear the pain in lyrics or just listen to the music some are making changes and others making excuses Some are out here wondering Will we ever make it through it Oh My Lord See me while I'm joggin in these streets Oh My Lord Eh Temperature is rising I can't sleep Oh My Lord Families are dying To be free They not tryin To repeat all the cryin that we've seen Oh My Lord Are the lost Still being found Oh My Lord Eh Are we sinking in to solid ground Oh My Lord Evil's creepin in When people down Can't easily see changes Unless there's changes All around. Oh My Lord Who is that astonished Afraid of all creation? Do you really think that a path That was paved is Imagination? Mental acrobatics To silence a demonstration Choosing sinful acts of status To further the instigation Get in line, cause it's time My Brotha keep it high, you'll be fine My Brotha Feels like everyday I remind my brothas I shouldn't have to search far just to find my brotha And my Sisters We're going on a mission God in the front then follow that intuition They might try break us in the air we'll keep a fist They can do a lot things But they can't do this Oh My Lord See me while I'm joggin in these streets Oh My Lord Eh Temperature is rising I can't sleep Oh My Lord Families are dying To be free They not tryin To repeat all the cryin that we've seen Oh My Lord Are the lost Still being found Oh My Lord Eh Are we sinking in to solid ground Oh My Lord Evil's creepin in When people down Can't easily see changes Unless there's changes All around. Oh My Lord Oh My Lord Oh My Lord Oh My Oh My, OH MY Oh My Lord See me while I'm joggin' in these streets Oh My Lord Eh Temperature is rising I can't sleep Oh My Lord Families are dying To be free They not tryin To repeat all the cryin that we've seen Oh My Lord Are the lost Still being found Oh My Lord Eh Are we sinking in to solid ground Oh My Lord Evil's creepin in When people down Can't easily see changes Unless there's changes All around. Oh My Lord Oh My Lord Oh My Lord Eh Oh My Lord Oh My Lord... Oh My Lord