INTRO:
We at war?
We at war with the justice system, racism
But most of all we at war with ourselves
HOOK:
(Jesus Walk)
God show me a way because these Demons tryna break me down
(Jesus walk with me)
VERSE 01:
You know what my problem is? Among the senseless
Where helpless (n*ggas) might ruin your checklist
And next these (n*ggas) might protest in Memphis
Can somebody tell (n*ggas) why us people protest like this
I use to live in the valley where the home of six is
Front door the view alone will leave you breathless (gasps)
Tried to stick it (gasps) it's kinda hard
Getting called by skeptic's, yeah, yeah, now I got a death wish
They always be asking us questions, harass and test us
Sayin “We shoot pieces of sh*t like you for practice”
Huh? We pieces of sh*t? Why you hate us?
We ain't going nowhere but get reduced to cases
A car full of students, only thing they see is bloody faces
My preacher always says only Jesus can save us
Well preacher I know I can be a fool
But I'll be gone til December, I got facts to prove
I know
HOOK #2:
(Jesus Walk)
God show me a way because these Demons trying to break me down
(Jesus Walk)
The only thing I pray is that my street don't fail me now
(Jesus Walk)
And I don't think there's no one I can help now to join along
(Jesus Walk)
I wanna speak to God but I'm afraid cause we ain't spoke in so long
VERSE 02:
To the suckers, killers, murderers, kid dealers, even the scrippers
(Jesus walks for them)
To the victims of warfare for they livin in Hell there, hell yeah
(Jesus walks for them)
Now, hear this, hear me, you need to hear me more clearly
I know you feel me when your eyes get teary
Cause we're the almost nearly extinct
We rappers is kid idols: we rap, we can't link
I ain't here to hate about these lost racial creatures
Or here to convert atheists into believers
I'm just tryna say the way pools need keepers
The way Eminem needed Halie, that's the way we need Jesus
So here go my new song dog, your brain needs this
They say you can rap about anything even the meanest
That means guns, sex, lies, fictional rape
But if I rhyme about God my life will be misplayed, huh?
Well if this takes away from my wings
Then I hope this takes away from my strings
And bring the day that I'll dream about
Next time I'm put and about, I'll be screaming out
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