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People livin' like they ain't got no mamas The love, the love
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism New days are strange, is the world insane?
But we still got terrorists here livin' If love and peace is so strong
In the usa, the big CIA Why are there pieces of love that don't belong
The Bloods and the Crips and the KK Nations droppin' bombs
But if you only have love for your own race Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones
Then you only leave space to discriminate With the ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young
And to discriminate only generates hate So ask yourself, is the lovin' really gone?
And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, So I can ask myself really what is goin' wrong
yeah In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin'
Madness is what you demonstrate in
And that's exactly how anger works and operates Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them
dividends
Now, you gotta have love this'll set us straight
Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother
Take control of your mind and meditate
A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all
The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love
People killin', people dyin'
Where's the love, y'all? Come on (i don't know)
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Where's the truth, y'all? Come on (i don't know)
Can you practice what you preach?
Where's the love, y'all? (Come on yeah)
And would you turn the other cheek?