The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now
And I don't think there is nothing I can do now to right my wrongs
but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long, so long
To the victims of welfare for we living in hell here hell yeah
(Jesus walks for them)
Now hear ye hear ye want to see Thee more clearly
I know He hear me when my feet get weary
Cause we're the almost nearly extinct
But if I talk about God my record won’t get played,
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