Money For War
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
We got beggars in the streets with no place to sleep
Their hands out
Starving
They Just wanting to eat
They going all out
Calling
On the people they meet
The rich people living
Blinded
They just can't see
They out of jail
Doing time
So they still not free
They got money on their mind
Everyday of the week
They making more people poor
Off the people they cheat
Dear dear Mister president
Tell me what we fighting for
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
Dear dear Mister president
Tell me what we fighting for
The people that you represent
Screaming they can't take no more
So it seems
The pandemic
Came as a storm
Now we dreams
That everything
Go back to norm
The prices going up
A lot things we can't afford
We want to live in peace
We don't want to go to war
At night we can't sleep
Thinking we going to meet the lord
Life is too short
So tell me what we fighting for
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
We got beggars in the streets with no place to sleep
Their hands out
Starving
They Just wanting to eat
They going all out
Calling
On the people they meet
The rich people living
Blinded
They just can't see
They out of jail
Doing time
So they still not free
They got money on their mind
Everyday of the week
They making more people poor
Off the people they cheat
Dear dear Mister president
Tell me what we fighting for
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
Dear dear Mister president
Tell me what we fighting for
The people that you represent
Screaming they can't take no more
So it seems
The pandemic
Came as a storm
Now we dreams
That everything
Go back to norm
The prices going up
A lot things we can't afford
We want to live in peace
We don't want to go to war
At night we can't sleep
Thinking we going to meet the lord
Life is too short
So tell me what we fighting for
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
They got money for wars
But they can't feed the poor
They got their mind right
Their money right
They ready for war
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Writer(s): Thomason Jeffrey Butts
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