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God Callin'


Have you ever been rich Have you ever been poor Have you ever lived a life feeling unsure So sure that you know you ain't sure Use to the feeling of having less not knowing what is more Just living for tha needs and working fo the source So you can see tomorrow and not to turn up tha day before That is poverty at its worst Now you ain't believin' in tha church Cuz you don't see tha blessings less stressing But more hurt and some more hurt you don't deserve Wanna make you put tha bullet to tha temple To collapse all Tha negative thoughts reality assembles Tha weight of life you couldn't handle Even though you fought Tha battle Won Tha battle There still remains an' endless battle Of surviving striving once you connect to living you attach yourself to daily shackles And if you ain't sumthin' your existence won't matter Cuz you jus' matter after time like glass you'll jus shatter Dust to dust shattered And can't be gathered but jus a memory to tha ones you've mattered To Then you fade to faded likes yesterday's news This is a cold cased line but sadly true But I'm tired of running Tired of hunting My dreams ar crumblin' And tha paranoia is bubblin' Tired of been nothin' Cuz' I'm tryna' be sumthin' You see my cryin' Joy to you cuz' you want me in sufferin' Man kind want us in strugglin' Tha' less successful is in coloring Makes me question democracy An eye blind An covering Leavin you wondering an wondering, When you gonna' be tha' one running it
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