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Исполнитель: Pharcyde f Scott Wilson

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[Hispanic Woman]<br>What the world needs is true expression<br>From the soul and the heart<br>What the world needs is you and me<br>What the world needs is the universe and love<br>Please remain seated<br><br>[Slimkid3]<br>People walk with the eyes of a child<br>And a smile so innocent and a heart so militant<br>Brain`s got an ill intent so be intense<br>Some friends at the margin<br>Making summer streams harden<br>All these bulls shitting<br>Trying to milk me by the carton<br>But, uh, excuse me sir, I begs your pardon<br>Can`t you see how low the hole has gotten?<br>Apple`s completely rotten with the worm in it<br>Dying, still we`re relying on who?<br>In this case I face the grace <br>Of my unseen God<br>Even the taste of what`s seemingly odd<br>Relieving what stress I manifested<br>From the weight of the world on my chest<br>Feeling restless, ready to hurt someone<br>But a hurt that size never eased the eyes<br>To no one, it`s no fun<br>Selfless shades of living<br>Got to feel each day that`s given <br><br>[Chorus 2X: Slimkid3/Woman]<br>Now what the world needs is a love<br>That`s sweeter than the melodies<br>That makes you go around and round and round<br><br>[Imani/Citizen Strange]<br>In too many situations I`m finding more complications<br>Than childirth but this my earth and I`m a<br>Conscious creature of creation<br>Here/hear with my imagination<br>Living for my son, dying for my son<br>Walking into the Sun, each one teach one<br>And it`s love that completes the mission<br>And adds to everything that you thought was missing<br>Listen, you got to keep your mind, body and soul in check<br>In this land of no respect, where it`s all about the cheque<br>I`m looking for a better day<br>Thinking that there`s got to be a better way<br>Ask Tre, when I`m challenged<br>I use my talents to balance<br>And to rise like helium<br>Using love to find that happy medium<br>Forget that hostility<br>Cause with love there`s always a possibility<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Bootie Brown/Frank Fiction]<br>Attempts at convincing me<br>To downplay another man`s form of expression<br>That`s not what I`m here to do<br>I fear it too but the future is now<br>And how can I make a song<br>That makes the world sing songs of love<br>And peace<br>When everyday`s a fight with hate and the beast<br>On what seems like unfair grounds<br>Everybody I know is loading up rounds<br>For protection, well being and safety<br>Which is capitalised<br>Watching out for niggas fantasizing that they`re Tupac<br>With only two cents, way too tense<br>Looking to prove and convince<br>That they`re big balling<br>But their neighbours was calling<br>Now they`re hauling that ass out to Chino<br>Got a girl with the bambino on the way<br>Due like a library textbook<br>Writing letters, praying to God<br>That my son is not the next crook<br>Sent out to join Poppa<br>Wish life was like a soap opera<br>With the happy ending<br>But you know love is always recommending<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Scott Wilson]<br>Do we believe that we`re civilized, sophisticated or advanced<br>So quick to draw blood if given a chance<br>We dance with the Devil and romance with his rage<br>With a curse on our mind our prayers seem vague<br>The plague that sweeps across the garden is fear <br>Scared of our questions for the days that come near<br>So we stand guard over our bag of fool`s gold<br>Never bowing our heads for the souls that we sold<br>And it`s cold for the heart that stays towards itself<br>And only feels love for the abundance of wealth<br>But you can`t pay your way through the gates of paradise<br>And you can`t camouflage your grief from God`s eyes<br>But lucky for us the Creator sees clear<br>With visions of times when we shed few tears<br>When our smiles have stretched from ear to ear<br>All the steps that we`ve travelled from year to year<br>And he loves who we are deep down inside<br>Forgives all the hatred, the greed and the pride<br>It`s the same kind of love that could keep us afloat<br>When we all realise we need the same boat<br>With our hands interlocked we could carry the Sun<br>And bring forth the light where the damage was done<br>So let`s do the raindance and water the seeds<br>And pray that the harvest brings what we all need

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