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It's the same thing, in each and every day in every way

I pray not to stray but it's the same thing

twenty-one centuries and ain't a thing changed, we go from men to mice because we can't hang

Don't know about fists and so we bang-bang and Lord ain't it strange how we say we love you,

Then turn around and put the whole world above you, we must be out of our minds and ain't it silly, how my brothers in color are trying to kill me--do you feel me?

And look at Billy--talking Sue into sex, let's just be real B

Look at the cause and effect and don't feel guilty

Because we all fall short, I'm no better than the man with cocaine that snorts or the lady down the street that restrains divorce,

Then has affairs while her spouse watches sports or the unruly kid that doesn't do his chores

Or the executive man that approves the wars, you shouldn't do this course

This is not the path--your soul's in jeapordy--you shouldn't laugh

You do the math and you'll come to the fact,

That God is love and The Devil is whack

Yo it's the same thing....