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We try our best to survive, We ain't running away And keep our heads to the sky, God will never lead us astray It's that stress and depression goodbye Chase all of our troubles away If we could just get it right, oh, oh Then everything should be OK, OK Do away with the club and the drug spots Do away with the judge and the mug shots Like we do away with the day when the sun drops Clap your hands if you're tired of hearing gunshots Or hear news about who got popped By another black man or knocking a white cop If I ain't there when they start the fight stop like ah Slow your roller or be cold as a ice pop ya We gotta start helping each other quit hurting each other Money you will have a nigger thinking 'bout merking his mother How does it feel being slaves to a dollar bill? Givin' ya something y'all can feel, are ya for real Do away with all the Chinese restaurants Do away with all the fakes Gloria Estefans Clap your hands if you gettin' in some real estate Buy the crib ma' the Benz with the wheels can wait I remember I used to instigate Now I'm the one breaking up the fight Making sure that detentions straight Let a nigga get the heart to push me I'll snuff the biggest nigga with him Show em that his partner pussy You ain't gotta be soft to beat the peace I'm the like the Martin Luther King, then knock out some teeth Now I'ma flip it and shift it get it prolific 'Case niggas just get it twisted Forget that I'm so gifted Do away with the jails and the group homes Like we did away with the shells and the two tone Clap your hands if you love it and just play shit Cause we don't just make songs, we make statements We try our best to survive, We ain't running away And keep our heads to the sky, God will never lead us astray It's that stress and depression goodbye Chase all of our troubles away If we could just get it right, oh, oh Then everything should be OK, OK Do away with the hip hop police force, Fuck the pigs, I was taught not to eat pork Clap your hands if you ain't forget what you came from Clap again and you're ready to see the change come I used to live in the same slum as Mike Tyson and That's where the knuckle came from Spring Valley had the same bond We had to stay in Higherland Lake 'cause we ain't have an income Now they on the track like when the train come Now ravages floor jack nigga I be sayin' somethin' And with my man Jus' nigga be Blazed You're just about to witness history made Clap, clap, clap, clap Clap your hands if you love it and Jus' Blaze shit Clap, clap We try our best to survive, We ain't running away And keep our heads to the sky, God will never lead us astray It's that stress and depression goodbye Chase all of our troubles away If we could just get it right, oh, oh Then everything should be OK, OK OK, OK We trying our best to survive, OK Tell me when we're gonna get it right OK Just keep our heads to the sky, OK Kiss that stress and depression goodbye OK, OK, OK, OK, OK Keep our heads to the sky, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK Tell me when we're gonna get it right All we gotta do is keep our heads to the sky, OK Hallelujah holler back if you hear me now, OK OK, OK, OK, OK, gonna be alright now OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, Hallelujah holler back if you hear me now, OK