Business As Usual
"Business As Usual"
I keep saying to myself I''m a M.O.B.
I choose my friends cautiously
and on the account of fallin in love
It sure did cost me
so now I ask myself, do you still believe its just business.
When your on ya knees asking for forgiveness
where God's the only witness this white America needs
either someone's dropping you knowledge
or your being deceived
being naive or taking heed
waking up every morning
not knowing where the next day could lead
doctor's pumping on ya chest talking bout breath
just another adrenaline rush
ashes to ashes dust to dust
in this cold world for a black male overcoming is a must
this is God's world and their ain't never
been a such thing as luck
this is the life I'm living where I'm drowning in a bloody pool
but I keep telling myself its business as usual
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