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[Hook]

I can't figure it, I can't figure it out.. Out

I can't figure it, I can't figure it out.. Out

Always on my mind

I can feel you now


[Verse 1: Bishop Lamont]

As a child I asked Jesus why

Why you let the good die?

Too often, too early

We got to say goodbye

Is it even worth to try?

What was preached, what we reached when we touched the sky

Or is it just a fuckin' lie?

So many funerals, I can't even fuckin' cry

Just get drunk and smoke, let my brains fry

I seen niggas smoke, right before my eyes

Couple inches closer coulda been me in some niggas rhymes

Strange times

I just read the signs

Goin' out of business, need a witness, it's the end times

Don't know where we goin'

But we goin' fast

Outta control, feel like the globe about to crash

Earthquakes, hurricanes, floods is all the news flash

Everyday get hotter

Nowhere near summer

So the streets is hotter

Raise the murder number

With all this evil gotta be a God, I sit and wonder


[Hook]

(I can't figure it, I can't figure it out..Out)

Why the fuck we always gotta struggle?

Wake up, hit the block, gotta hustle

Never get a break, it's always more trouble

(I can't figure it, I can't figure it out..Out)

Why we poor and ain't got no money

No food, gotta go to sleep hungry

Survivin' in a cold world that really don't want me

(Always on my mind)

All the people not here today

(I can feel you now)

Why the Lord have to take you away?


[Verse 2: Bishop Lamont]

Behold The Rider Of The Pale Horse

Niggas need to read more than just skimmin' through the fuckin' Source

It's got a soft course, Of course

That's how it's suppose to be, just look more closely

You probably not gonna like what you're gonna see

I'm on the streets but still don't feel free

What the pigs do?

Beat me, cuff me

What the judge do?

Sentence me, fuck me

To a small box, the ghetto's biggest cell blocks

We in prison too , but can't see the locks

Real life Matrix, can't unplug or escape it

Livin' in this society, just a bunch of fake shit

Feel like Kanye, wanna take a +Spaceship+

Fly away, fly away and never come back

But gravities a bitch, she always pull me back

Every time I try to fly

I just fall flat


[Hook]


[Verse 3: Bishop Lamont]

The rich gettin' richer, the poor gettin' poorer

The sick gettin' sick of gettin' fucked over and over

They waitin' on Christ

Allah

Jehovah

To save they lives, help 'em rise up, keep they hopes up

Negligentpresident

Keep the nation broke up

A family sends his soldiers to get blown up

Sons, daughters, mothers, fathers come back in pine boxes

They died for nothin', George Bush ain't even fuckin' bother

Little faggot, got a question little bastard

Since you started all this shit why your kids ain't get drafted?

America, America, home of the brave

Would have sacrificed they own people just to get paid

Keep us afraid

Keep us confused

Fightin' each other, can't tell who's who

Amidst all this shit, my granny back on life support

Got my hand in her hand, feel her breaths gettin' short

I'm like


[Hook] 

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