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I SAW THOSE FACES ON THE SREEN
MANY BLACK MEN ON THE ROAD IN AFRICA
I KNEW: THIS HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH ME

THE EARTH WAS SOAKED AND SO WAS I
MANY BLACK MEN ON THE ROAD IN AFRICA
THEY HAD NO FOOD JUST TO BE THANKFUL
TO BE ALIVE

AND THE RAIN POURED DOWN FOR MONTHS
ONE MAN WROTE "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK
OH "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK

AND WE IN OUR COUNTRY, COLD WHITE COUNTRY
GETTING BORED WITH ALMOST EVERYTHING
WE ARE THE REASONS OF THEIR TWISTED SEASONS
YEAH, WE ARE RESPONSIBLE

THAT THE RAIN POURED DOWN FOR MONTHS
ONE WROTE "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK
OH "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK

OH I GREW UP WITHOUT MOTHER'S LOVE
SHE HAD NO LOVE THOUGH SHE TOLD ME SHE WOULD HAVE
AND IT TOOK ME 28 YEARS TO OPEN UP MY MOUTH
APPRECIATE PRIDE WITHOUT HATE
I GREW UP AND ALL THE TIME
SHE STOPPED MY MOUTH WITH EVERYTHING
THAT WE HAD TOO LESS, WE STOLE AWAY
FROM DOWN THERE IN THE SOUTH
ON THE STREETS OF AFRICA

AND THE RAIN POURED DOWN FOR MONTHS
ONE MAN WROTE "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK
OH "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A FIFTY-YEARS-OLD-TRUCK
I SAW THOSE FACES ON THE SREEN    MANY BLACK MEN ON THE ROAD IN AFRICA    I KNEW: THIS HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH ME       THE EARTH WAS SOAKED AND SO WAS I    MANY BLACK MEN ON THE ROAD IN AFRICA    THEY HAD NO FOOD JUST TO BE THANKFUL    TO BE ALIVE       AND THE RAIN POURED DOWN FOR MONTHS    ONE MAN WROTE "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK    OH "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK       AND WE IN OUR COUNTRY, COLD WHITE COUNTRY    GETTING BORED WITH ALMOST EVERYTHING    WE ARE THE REASONS OF THEIR TWISTED SEASONS    YEAH, WE ARE RESPONSIBLE       THAT THE RAIN POURED DOWN FOR MONTHS    ONE WROTE "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK    OH "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK       OH I GREW UP WITHOUT MOTHER'S LOVE    SHE HAD NO LOVE THOUGH SHE TOLD ME SHE WOULD HAVE    AND IT TOOK ME 28 YEARS TO OPEN UP MY MOUTH    APPRECIATE PRIDE WITHOUT HATE    I GREW UP AND ALL THE TIME    SHE STOPPED MY MOUTH WITH EVERYTHING    THAT WE HAD TOO LESS, WE STOLE AWAY    FROM DOWN THERE IN THE SOUTH    ON THE STREETS OF AFRICA       AND THE RAIN POURED DOWN FOR MONTHS    ONE MAN WROTE "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK    OH "IN GOD WE TRUST" ONTO THE BACK OF A FIFTY-YEARS-OLD-TRUCK