Lyrics

Yeah I've been writing this for 25 years Hear my heart I look around these streets, it's funny, nothin' really changed 25 this week and everybody's still the same Still hate police, still fightin' racists Still wearin' masks to cover up our faces Still lookin' for answers that we're never gonna find Still stuck in the past because the present blinds us Still selfish, only think about what's mine I wish we gave a little back to the kids But still, this world keeps spinnin' And still, it's never endin' And still, just keep on grinnin' And still, it's all gonna be all Still, there's people dyin' And still, there's children cryin' And still, the media's lyin' And still, it's all gonna be all I look around these streets, it's funny, nothin' really changed Still chasin' dreams, I'm probably never gonna taste Still pick these strings, but they just never felt the same As the days with my homies in the base singing I ain't never been the type for the money and fame I'd rather teach my kids to appreciate This moment while it's here 'Cause in 25 years all these problems gonna still be here And still, this world keeps spinnin' And still, it's never endin' And still, just keep on grinnin' And still, it's all gonna be all Still, there's people dyin' And still, there's children cryin' And still, the media's lyin' And still, it's all gonna be all Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da And what's wrong with the world, momma? And people like it, like it's all gonna be all Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da And what's wrong with the world, momma? And people like it, like it's all gonna be all And maybe we can make a better life Instead of complainin' 'bout what we've become We teach our children how to fight for what is right Our differences don't define the type And Jesus might still love people that don't believe in Jesus Christ So while you sit behind computer screens and type Remember whatever you say better be relevant outside From black lives to abortion, gay pride to the borders Our differences are enormous, but we bleed the same in our wars
Writer(s): Tyler Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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