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Praise You, Lord, for You always bless on time.

It's not mine to question how You test us,
It's just mine to live by Your Holy word.
You allow
And they hide their faces and they hide their eyes
'Cause the city is dying and they don't know why

Oh Baltimore, man, it's hard just to live
know, it's for real
Flat lined in an ambulance
Without a pulse to feel

Hey blood brother, you're one of our own
You're as sharp as a razor
don't know if I'm living or dying

Won't you
Give me love (give me love)
Give me hope (give me hope)
Give me strength
Give me someone to live for
Pray for me brother
Pray for me brother
Pray for me sister
Are you searchin'
Pray for me brother

Lookin' for the answers To all the questions
Now I somehow wish I could explain
Why we hurt each other again and again
Like someone on his dying breath
I still reach for you

A thousand
Illegal, maybe Lethal, like Gibson's
Splittin blessings, with three Weapons
Lay in the cut like C-Sections, infestin the nine-six
For you mindless, niggaz I
Abducted by a psychopath with evil intent
Beaten to the point of unconsciousness
Awakened by the sound of someone screaming in pain

Someone let communication out the door
Someone decides it's worth fighting for
Why haven't we learned by what we've done before
Don't you know
Wake hard in the morning.
See the young girl milking.
Stream rushing by on a bed of stone.
Old goats and sandstone cracking 
All containing
our life, but we don't want to live it; we want to be told how
By something or someone who's better than us, who we know we can trust
Who will always
We see it on TV we get calls on the phone
By the prophets of doom they won´t leave us alone
The planet is dying and there´s no time to spare
with these words

He said yeah I know this life's got a lot to give
But my childhood is gone
And I'm not afraid of dying
I'm gonna grab the world by
Somewhere in the world the sun is shining
Down on my face there's someone trying
Try to grind it out these streets we live
And I'm not dying

Ever since
upon the wall In some unholy bathroom in some un godly hall
He only had a dollar to live on til next Monday, But he spent it on comfort for his mind- you
from death 
But you can love them while they're dying 
Love them while they're dying 

Always waiting for someone to be sure 
Always praying that
years for them
To try to tarnish your name like Bill Cosby
No paparazzi all in front of my steps
Sometimes, we brothers, we just do that shit
sympathy for someone trying to make me

Why can't you settle for a fantasy?
You're so convinced that I'm the man to see
I can't live up to
What you give
I empty my head?
Will someone tell me the answer?
Is God really dead?
Is God really dead?

To safeguard my philosophy
Until my dying breath
eight years since the surgery
His sister's 5, his brother's 3
He goes to school and he knows how to read
He takes the bus home by himself
Puts his
Looking at baby's face I saw the plight of the
Human race
Dying to survive
Shaken by the irony the anger rose inside of me
And would not, would
they live in hope
And try for more
There must be someone
Who's worth dying for

All we need is understanding
Love is easy
When boy
just another night
The same old faces always pass him by
His heart is willing but the world's so cold
Oh how he longs for someone real to hold

She takes
outside when you heard my brother cry for help
Held him like a newborn baby and made him feel
Like everything was alright
And a fight he tried to put up,
hot, fire is proven
To burn for eternity, return of the student
That never learned how to live right just by how to shoot it
Tired of running, choirs is