Wishing

We are the dreamers of the music [Verse 1: Masta Ace] Yeah, I wish the president would stop lying Black babies would stop crying And young brothers would stop dying I wish the police would stop killing Politicians stop stealing and acting like they not dealing When they know they got bricks in the street At the country club, fixing to eat I can see 'em now I wish we'd get this shit figured out And stop going the trigger route And actin' all nigga'd out On the block with the nine cocked I wish we try and stop, stop pushing for the pine box I wish we wasn't so obsessed with death Tell me is it cause we blessed with less? I don't know really I wish the world was safer, I'm scared to travel abroad That's why I travel with the Lord I wish a cab would stop for me in the rain I know you wanna call me insane I'm a dreamer [Hook] I have a dream that one day [people ... injustice] sweltering with the heat of [...] oppression, [...] be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice. I have a dream... [Verse 2: Ed O.G] I wish my pops didn't die when I was seven years old If there's life after death, is Heaven this cold? I wish I could wipe the tears of all the crying mothers Wish New York niggas didn't start flying colors I wish my people stop avoiding the truth BET stop poisoning youth We need changes for teenagers as they go through phases More than just a concrete jungle a world of green acres I wish I'd been more diligent Smart cats rhyme militant the rest rhyme ignorant I wish the world didn't give us funny looks Think we all just dummies and crooks Athletes and entertainers singing hooks We need more black babies that's into books I wish God could take away the pain I know you wanna call me insane I'm a dreamer [Verse 3: Ed O.G] I wish I didn't get searched when I come through customs I wish Christians stop beefing with Muslims Wish the poor didn't have to take welfare Wish America had universal healthcare Cause there ain't no help here, in a country where we don't fight fair The American dream becomes a nightmare It's all hype here, and on this track my soul I might bare I wish Bush just get outta office Before he start world war three and try to off us It won't cost him, but it'll cost us And right now, believe me you lost us