When you love people, there's compassion
When you truly love people, there is compassion
Little boys in these farther-less homes... don't nobody wanna think about it
Vet shaking his cup, can I get a buck
(Get a job bum) we ain't really tryna think about it
Little girl all alone, while her mother gone... at work
But her drunk uncle's home... (Aye girl) you ain't thinking bout it
If you ain't home, why is he... you ain't thinking bout it
Over prosecuted blacks in the prison system
Ain't nobody tryna listen...
Free my man's and em' (Real talk) - free my man's and em'
A crazy man says something crazy, as crazy people tend to do
So you kill him, and everyone else around right
You just as crazy as he is... you ain't thinking bout it
When you love people, there's compassion
When you truly love people, there is compassion
It seem these days things getting worse and worse
The real work put in by the EMT's that push the ambulance
While we all move like we got nine lives, aint afraid to take chances
Except defending our ego, when it gets bruised who's who
And whats there tp think about when we're on auto pilot
Dollars bring out the evil in people
From the white house, down to the steeple... the motives are the same
Sad part is we all wanna change, but drop the ball when our gut says so
H*ll nah, I refuse to be a pawn in this game that don't give a d**n
Gotta recognize we're more in the grand scheme
Whole sold for dreams, hustle statue of liberty
Fifty-two fake out, yea you get me
Yo, its bigger than Black, don't trust what you see
Pretty soon we'll all be... But
(Nobody wants to think about it)
When you love people, there's compassion
When you truly love people, there is compassion
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When you love people, there's compassion
When you truly love people, there is compassion
Little boys in these farther-less homes... don't nobody wanna think about it
Vet shaking his cup, can I get a buck
(Get a job bum) we ain't really tryna think about it
Little girl all alone, while her mother gone... at work
But her drunk uncle's home... (Aye girl) you ain't thinking bout it
If you ain't home, why is he... you ain't thinking bout it
Over prosecuted blacks in the prison system
Ain't nobody tryna listen...
Free my man's and em' (Real talk) - free my man's and em'
A crazy man says something crazy, as crazy people tend to do
So you kill him, and everyone else around right
You just as crazy as he is... you ain't thinking bout it
When you love people, there's compassion
When you truly love people, there is compassion
It seem these days things getting worse and worse
The real work put in by the EMT's that push the ambulance
While we all move like we got nine lives, aint afraid to take chances
Except defending our ego, when it gets bruised who's who
And whats there tp think about when we're on auto pilot
Dollars bring out the evil in people
From the white house, down to the steeple... the motives are the same
Sad part is we all wanna change, but drop the ball when our gut says so
H*ll nah, I refuse to be a pawn in this game that don't give a d**n
Gotta recognize we're more in the grand scheme
Whole sold for dreams, hustle statue of liberty
Fifty-two fake out, yea you get me
Yo, its bigger than Black, don't trust what you see
Pretty soon we'll all be... But
(Nobody wants to think about it)
When you love people, there's compassion
When you truly love people, there is compassion
When you truly love people, there is compassion
Little boys in these farther-less homes... don't nobody wanna think about it
Vet shaking his cup, can I get a buck
(Get a job bum) we ain't really tryna think about it
Little girl all alone, while her mother gone... at work
But her drunk uncle's home... (Aye girl) you ain't thinking bout it
If you ain't home, why is he... you ain't thinking bout it
Over prosecuted blacks in the prison system
Ain't nobody tryna listen...
Free my man's and em' (Real talk) - free my man's and em'
A crazy man says something crazy, as crazy people tend to do
So you kill him, and everyone else around right
You just as crazy as he is... you ain't thinking bout it
When you love people, there's compassion
When you truly love people, there is compassion
It seem these days things getting worse and worse
The real work put in by the EMT's that push the ambulance
While we all move like we got nine lives, aint afraid to take chances
Except defending our ego, when it gets bruised who's who
And whats there tp think about when we're on auto pilot
Dollars bring out the evil in people
From the white house, down to the steeple... the motives are the same
Sad part is we all wanna change, but drop the ball when our gut says so
H*ll nah, I refuse to be a pawn in this game that don't give a d**n
Gotta recognize we're more in the grand scheme
Whole sold for dreams, hustle statue of liberty
Fifty-two fake out, yea you get me
Yo, its bigger than Black, don't trust what you see
Pretty soon we'll all be... But
(Nobody wants to think about it)
When you love people, there's compassion
When you truly love people, there is compassion
Writer: Lester Jackson
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