Lyrics Do you know what it's like? E-Town Concrete

Do you know what it's like?

Lessen programs promoting contraception,
If it means protection in the next election.
Religious groups will keep sending those checks in,
So we can start wars and keep sending those jets in.
Exactly just what kinda shit did we step in?
Exactly just what kinda message we sending?
It don't matter if you condemn condoms, it ain't your problem,
It's the type of thing that only happens in Harlem,
Happens in Compton,
Happens in Newark,
It happens in Houston.
I think we got a problem Houston.
Invoke God to camouflage your true sins.
Poke and prod, private life intrusions;
You say it's for our safety when you spy our movements?
Huh, well I don't buy it doofus, I ain't stupid this is my two cents.
You don't know what it's like to pray.
You don't know what it's like.
You don't know what it's like to pray, for God to turn the night to day.
Do you know what it's like to pray?
Do you know what it's like?
Do you know what it's like to pray for god to turn the night to day?
Let's spend some real money on real life improvements.
Instead of moon men and booing same sex unions.
We need to take a look at why society is loosing.
One room shack a single mother with two kids.
They share the same bed and the walls are too thin.
So they hear every fight.
Fourth grade kids who can't read or write.
And all they ever hear in mommy beat at night.
They can't sleep at night, they can't catch no Z's.
So what the fuck they care about the ABC's.
It's crazy kids in grades 1,2,3.
Trying to decide whether to be a B or C.
Their stomachs are empty there's not enough MD's,
But we can spend millions chasing WMD's.
Or we can just build a pipeline in the mid-east.
And when the bill comes, send it to me!
You don't know what it's like to pray.
You don't know what it's like.
You don't know what it's like to pray, for God to turn the night to day.
Do you know what it's like to pray?
Do you know what it's like?
Do you know what it's like to pray for god to turn the night to day?