Trouble

Lord, beat thy trouble in the world
Oh, Lord, what can we do?

Dear Lord, how many years must I
Live like a coward, look over my shoulder
Though living dormant, wasn't chosen
Wasn't built like a soldier
I merely quit for this life I lead
Though that's a fallacy, I'm mentally unstable
I'm just hoping You can balance me
Before the devil challenge me
I pray to you but no response
Figured it be hard to hear me over tragedy
But still I scream as these were marks
So wet, so glad I leave them
Pick them figures out
I don't think Jehovah would be glad
To see like babies dying
Mamas crying and bullets flying
Barely breathing , and Rodney King riots
My people could never rise 'cause we're so easily divided
Black shades for the pain, it makes it easier to hide it
Sever in hopes and dreams, got grandma playing the lottery
And I ain't got the heart to tell her up on the hypocrisy
So I play along, still praying that God gotta
In this doggy dog world she's short of a Rottweiler
You know, in troubled times, when only the strong survive
Often the better person is inching towards their demise
In the depths of the gutter where rats and rubbish reside
Awaiting the day when life gives them no more places to hide
Oughtta pop and stricken the one with nothing to lose
Over ambitious younglings feel they got something to prove
So I'm just trying to speak, I'm hoping to make a difference
Before the subject of my predicate give me a sentence
A couple years ago I would've stopped to light a splif
I stopped smoking for infatuation with this 40 sipping
I always give a dollar to the homeless 'cause it's cold
It will help them get a bottle of them mellow light mittens
I started speaking truth and now these phony niggas dippin'
They tryina make it up to me but I can see the blemish
Where they cross me, to up and sell your soul is more than costly
If I'm bargaining, then what will cost me?
This troublesome world

Lord, we are hiding in the world
Lord, we are earthquakes in the world