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Fun Lovin' Criminals

Gave Up On God

All these people makin' choices with no

cause and effect check sayin' their man is

the best. But yet they don't respect they

lie to elect. Then resent the rest. Making

god's whole world a mess I say it again. I

make a wager that the saviour hasn't been

back yet we got many looking skyward like

the man got a jet you see it in the

children's eyes. Within them they reflect

the love that we forget bring me your poor.

Persecuted huddled masses. Put them through

the system. And kick their asses. Try to

figure out why the double edge slashes.

While the white rich men get passes. We got

a thousand year beef that's still a problem.

Since 1945 we just threaten to bomb 'em. But

now they're bombin' back. And still we aint

got 'em you said. Never forget. But we've

forgotten.

Did you ever think the world would get so

hard children killing children in our own

back yard did you ever think you'd say that

you gave up on god

Now try and pitcure this. Through all of the

mist we're taking out hits. Scratchin' dicks

off the list we're itchin' to piss off.

Those kicks we just lift off. The kids that

just let off. The guns that we gift. The

times that push cadence. Reflect all the

ancients we try to have patience. Through

all of the hatred with all of this growin'.

It's out of control. I'm sitting on my sofa

sedated. We got a lot in the way of.

Acheiving a state. That don't try to relate

the temptations of fate. And what's made us

great? All of this blood? Is this how we

court the houses of Saud? well we're

sleeping with dogs. But detaining the pack.

They're stealing my rights with the patriot

act. With Washington runnin' the drugs. And

the guns in. Sometimes I thank god we got

crack

Did you ever think the world would get so

hard children killing children in our own

back yard did you ever think you'd say that

you gave up on god