One Day Closer

My mama told me find a real job, 'cause I'm what I'm doing don't cut it Say she never seen a nigga get rich struggling and shit Just fussing and I ain't trying to hear that Leaving out the house, I peep the news and it's clear that If mama would have said a few words to them damn fools You wouldn't have them killers in the classroom The destructor of the innocent Praises be to God the beneficent Most merciful, and I would never question you But babies being shot down'll hurt a dude I know the devil's got her heels on But as I walk through the valley, I just feel home And life has got a funny way of testing A man of faith but all in all it's a blessing To walk up out the storm without a scratch on me And live to talk about my journey, where you at, homie? Sam was born by the river Martin, he had a dream But that don't mean there will be harmony Just because the choir sings They say that change gon' come So when is change gon' come? Somebody tell me, somebody tell me (I'm not gon' lie, I'm getting scared now) I started burying my classmates I remember skipping classes in the 8th grade And walking to the Burger King at lunchtime And coming back before the bell rung, but one time We decided we was finna ditch the whole day And catch the metro to Sharpstown, I'll always Remember Kurtis beatboxing on the back seat Me freestyling, they knew every rapper that he Bring up to us, K run through us Man, I miss them old days, if one knew us You knew that we was destined for greatness Father's Day came, that's when God set to take him Too many dying young, no sequel And I have gone a many night sleepless Every page turned brings the ending One day closer, it's on you on how you spend it Sam was born by the river And Martin, he had a dream But that don't mean there will be harmony Just because the choir sings They say that change gon' come (Change gon' come, oh oh) So when is change gon' come? (When is change gon' come?) Somebody tell me, somebody tell me (And every day it's something different) It's either politics or one's religion (Yeah, yeah) We need to keep our guns in my opinion It's the people that you need to take control of You have the right to bear your arms what they told us It's tragic when an innocent is gunned down But Congress wants to take away our guns? Wow Now, what about off in Chicago? Huh? Them little children in Chicago Parents heart-broke, I pray I never know that feeling And although the truth is so revealing We push it to the side like we don't matter And that shit makes me madder That's right, my government Brad Jordan No different than a Trayvon Martin (no different) No different than a shot down leader Your picture of a blue-eyed Jesus