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Black Landlord - Dear God lyrics

Dear God,

Little Jenny was a late bloomer little miss consumer
Till she heard a little rumor that her mom had two tumors
You’d be right to assume-uh that she had a sense of humor
I heard her telling Ritchie Bruner "My mom got two less BAZOOMBAS"
Then she hooked up with a crooner a little bit sooner than she wanted to
Took her to the moon all she wanted Who
What, where, why these question’s cried out
There was no reply when she opened her mouth
No Doubt she needed to be heard her words
What she had learned all she observed
When it my turn What will I learn
Who will I burn Why must I yearn

Dear God help me find a hook
I should a found something with all that time it took
He winked at me and said, "You ain’t even looked."
Turned around and finished reading his book
Please God help me find a hook
I been a good boy Lord I ain’t no crook
He asked, "Where’s the last place I looked?"
But when I turned around he’d finished reading that book

I think God places onus the blame on our shoulders
If it’s man who starts the war then it’s man who kills the soldiers
Famine is so bogus examine the plan in focus
One hand is planning the fake the other straight stroke us
Human life is like an Opus my hope is we get the closest
Whatever the fucking joke is hope the punch line don’t choke us
Disease and famine erode us cause greed is killing children
Cause God don’t be that villain holding back the penicillin
A creature of willing and habit more willing to kill to have it
Be it by backstabbing, are you fathoming what’s happening?
Is the world I rapping in the thoughts that I be grappling
Made a brother grab a pen and let then know I’m MAdd again
Humanity is slacking like a hippie back packing
I’m unwrappin’ a bitch slappin’ like Sammy Davis was tappin’
Your conscience is dirt napping cause ego just bust a cap in its ass
You can’t grasp the moment you passed out you may have just cashed out
The second you assed out religion removes doubt that we all not alone

Dear God help me find a hook
I should a found something with all that time it took
He winked at me and said, "You ain’t even looked."
Turned around and finished reading his book
Please God help me find a hook
I been a good boy lord I ain’t no crook
He asked, "Where’s the last place I looked?"
But when I turned around he’d finished reading that book

I ain’t raw I ain’t vicious I am far from malicious
But some of yall bitches be hitting the wrong switches
Like a saw or some scissors lyrics cut leaving stitches
Like finding some Misters britches in the bedroom of your misses crib
Break your ass off that’s what I should a did
But I’m way to pretty to do a murder bid
Don’t antagonize disaster you might get what you after
You might just be an actor classic over-reacter
Your impact not even a little it’s a fact it’s no riddle
That you scared to cross the middle you more tender than vittles
When there’s no room to wriggle then you weasel and you wiggle out
So what’s the reason that you opened up your freakin’ mouth

Dear God help me find a hook
I should a found something with all that time it took
He winked at me and said, "You ain’t even looked"
Turned around and finished reading his book
Please God help me find a hook
I been a good boy lord I ain’t no crook
He asked, "Where’s the last place I looked?"
But when I turned around he’d finished reading that book