Raheem Devaughn - My Plea feat Rasheed Chappell lyrics
rate meOh, city is occupied while my soul is vacant
People are screaming change, but nothing’s changing
Instead we’re fighting wars on foreign soil
Domestic terror over Saudi oil
You see the crime shit, the hurricanes,
The earthquakes, like the world in pain
Reaching.. scripture, claiming the last days
Strange phenomenon, we just can’t explain!
With social media is like we lost touch
So we Google search, trying to find love
Just an aberration, the thought of peace
While the poor famine, the rich feast
They close schools and the build prisons
City is occupied, while the soul is vacant
People are screaming change, but nothing’s changing
Instead we’re fighting wars on foreign soil
Domestic terror over Saudi oil
You see the crime shit, the hurricanes,
The earthquakes, like the world in pain
Reaching.. Scripture, claiming the last days
Strange phenomenon, we just can’t explain!
With social media is like we lost touch
So we Google search, trying to find love
Just an aberration, the thought of peace
While the poor famine, the rich feast
They close schools and the build prisons
The …eyes is your word’s vision
They playing politics, call it democracy
It’s corporate sponsored, a mockery
The generations, yeah we all divided
Left wing, right wing, and the undecided
We need a radical change in people’s attitude
So either stand up now or they gonna saddle you
Would you’d rather be dancing
Making love, something, something better with your life!
Hey world, maybe we lost our souls with wealth and distribution
Calling this entertainment trapped in this illusion
I’m … I think I’m in OK
And I’m going, going, going off
The prison system, that’s a holocaust
Deceptions, got our babies lost
Complexions, got our ladies lost
Yeah we keep it gangster and keep it boss
But we killing our people is it worth the cost?
They dream killers, they imitators
Radio won’t let us but we are gorillas
It’s hard to watch the… when I’m watching the clock
I have a vest at the crib and a loaded …
Bang, bang bang…
If you ain’t got nothing to die for then tell me what you got
So we pray to the Lord and make…
This is my PSA for every hood and block
Either you activist or you pacifist
In the heart of the youngest is where the passion is
And my rhyme requires the survival,
Sick of the.. and we’re tired of being lied to…