I know we come to you, alot...

We keep messing up...

Lord, save us from all the war makers & fraud capers, and erase the effects of the poison they all gave us, and each day we pray that you take us, and reshape us, as we race to escape our own snake-ish behaviors. I'm out the way, that's why I'm reluctant to favors, it's hard to love 'em, when you not even trusting your neighbors, I stay the course daily, hoping my substance is greater, I'm impatient, but knowing I can't rush the creator. It hurts when my people get swallowed up by the serpent, and thirsting to spend our dollars, up with merchants, we searching for hope, so we follow 'em to the churches, a shirking, the work so the problems are not reversing. Too often we fall, 'cause we're too ingrained with caution, still caught in, the thought that conditions change by talking, and take away internal mistrust, jealousy plus, we need protection from the worst version of us...

Lord, save us, put trouble behind us, (ah) and whenever we lose sight, take off our blinders, (Please) whenever we forget the time, quickly remind us, (Please) and if we get lost, find us & re-align us...we tired of crying...

Lord, save us, put trouble behind us, and whenever we lose sight, take off our blinders, (Please) whenever we forget the time, quickly remind us, (hunh) and if we get lost, find us & re-align us...we tired of crying...

Lord, save us from Satan, and his adamant grip, same thing/same scene each year the calendar flips, more killing/more shots being let off from the clip, Queens giving up they body for green, walking the strip. Knowing it's hard, the way that we are, lowered the bar, best friends for twenty years, and now they going to war. We urging to fight, lot of tension emerging tonight, he serving for life, 'cause he flipped-out & murdered his wife. Dope is a vise. How much? Too confusing to call, 'cause it's fifty ways to get high, and we using 'em all. Our sons out here shooting & killing, like target practice, our daughters think it's cool to be half-naked & ratchet. People going to prison, for actions not even worth it, others surgically worse, when you already made 'em perfect. How can we reverse the dirtiest things, the world's seen? What makes a child commit suicide at thirteen?

Lord, save us, put trouble behind us, (ah) and whenever we lose sight, take off our blinders, (Please) whenever we forget the time, quickly remind us, (Please) and if we get lost, find us & re-align us...we tired of crying...

Lord, save us, put trouble behind us, and whenever we lose sight, take off our blinders, (Please) whenever we forget the time, quickly remind us, (hunh) and if we get lost, find us & re-align us...we tired of crying...

Lord, save us from excuse making & false blaming, and restrain the anger-filled thoughts that we're entertaining. Block all the dangerous engagements that render us brainless, refrain us from selling our souls, just to be famous. Understand me, I know that we not as good, as we can be, (unh-unh) so grant me a transformation, for me & my family, while breaking the grip of the vises we keep chasing, replacing the ways that lead to incarceration. We love 'em, so cover the babies up from destruction, and crush any predators trying to touch & corrupt 'em. May we defeat the egregious deceitfulness of the TV, help us retreat from the evil, mischievous acts we repeat. When grieving, relieve all the pain from us, completely, believe me it's harder for us, but for you it's easy. All the poverty, depression, and hunger, when times are roughest, show-up & snatch us up from the clutches of this injustice...

Lord, save us, put trouble behind us, (ah) and whenever we lose sight, take off our blinders, (Please) whenever we forget the time, quickly remind us, (Please) and if we get lost, find us & re-align us...we tired of crying...

Lord, save us, put trouble behind us, and whenever we lose sight, take off our blinders, (Please) whenever we forget the time, quickly remind us, (hunh) and if we get lost, find us & re-align us...we tired of crying...

"That's when you make me rise up, or the God who rules. I don't like nobody to think you can buy me...with ((nothing!"))

"You got to be right, and stand up for a righteous principle, and don't bend on that principle, die on that principle before you let somebody make you give up what is right, for a few dollars" - The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan
Lord, save us...

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