Frustrated

I'm frustrated, little irritated
Sick of the lies on the plates of our child's eyes
Someone speak some truth, yeah let's rise
I ain't playing just praying for all of dare lives
Last year I had a few changes
Got humbled confessed now there's nothing to hide
If you want a tray of that P.C. bullish
Turn the channel CNN got that full dish
I mean what are we feeding to people
We glorify killing in the streets not the steeple
They need forgiveness, repentance, Jesus Christ my Lord
Not more violence, acceptance who we fighting for
Let me make clear it let me set the stage
Children dying and people burning feel my rage
We sit nodding not learning yeah who's to blame
I'm frustrated my Lord I need to call your name
Now I know they going to get to hating
See When you talk like this there ain't no debating
I ain't slowing down, bowing down laying down
I done been around You can try and stop it but I do I'mma rock this sound whoa

Ladies and gentlemen time to switch the flow

Yo my flows so ill call the doc I'm way too real
I'm aggravated frustrated let me estimate it
They wont place this on the radio
it is a pity though
I ain't talking drugs, sex, hoes, money cars and clothes
So they turn the channel to some gangsta east coast
Crap what happened to rap
Just a mumbo jumbo, Gucci gang fumble
Unorthodox-ed think outside the box
Have ya skin crawling like I'm chicken pox
See I don't give a fox
And the hound l.o.l
Wheres that frown oh
Gotcha you, frustrated good
Now you feel me wish you could
We killing kids and popping pills daily
Wake up people have you seen it lately



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Writer(s): Keller Gospel
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