Monday, January 17, 2011


[Masta Ace]
Yeah, I wish the President would stop lyin'
Black babies would stop cryin'
And you brothers would stop dyin'
I wish the police would stop killin'
Politicans stop stealin' and actin' like they not dealin'
When they know they got bricks on the street
At the country club, fixin' to eat
I can see 'em now
I wish we'd get this shit figured out
And stop goin' the trigger route
And actin' all niggered out
On the block with the nine cocked
I wish we try and stop, stop pushin' for the prime box
I wish we wasn't so obsessed with death
Tell me is it cuz we blessed with less?
I don't know really
I wish the world was safer, I'm scared to travel abroad
That's why I travel with the Lord
I wish a cab would stop for me in the rain
I know you wanna call me insane
I'm a dreamer

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