Text: E-Town Concrete. Do You Know What It's Like?.

Lessen programs promoting contraception
If it means protection in the next election
Religious groups will keep sending those checks in
So we can start wars and keep sending those jets in

Exactly just what kinda shit did we step in?
Exactly just what kinda message we sending?
It don't matter if you condemn condoms
It ain't your problem

It's the type of thing that only happens in Harlem
Happens in Compton, happens in Newark
It happens in Houston, I think we got a problem, Houston
Invoke God to camouflage your true sins

Poke and prod, private life intrusions
You say it's for our safety when you spy our movements
Huh well, I don't buy it doofus
I ain't stupid, this is my two cents

You don't know what it's like to pray
You don't know what it's like
You don't know what it's like to pray
For God to turn the night to day

You don't know what it's like to pray
You don't know what it's like
You don't know what it's like to pray
For God to turn the night to day

Let's spend some real money on real life improvements
Instead of moon men and booing same sex unions
We need to take a look at why society is losing
One room shack, a single mother with two kids

They share the same bed and the walls are too thin
So they hear every fight
Fourth grade kids who can?t read or write
And all they ever hear is mommy beat at night

They can?t sleep at night, they can?t catch no Z's
So what the fuck they care about the ABC's
It's crazy, kids in grades 1,2,3
Trying to decide whether to be a B or C

Their stomachs are empty, there?s not enough MD's
But we can spend millions chasing WMD's
Or we can just build a pipeline in the Mid-East
And when the bill comes, send it to me

You don't know what it's like to pray
You don't know what it's like
You don't know what it's like to pray
For God to turn the night to day

You don't know what it's like to pray
You don't know what it's like
You don't know what it's like to pray
For God to turn the night to day