Hear the crack of a bullet down on seventh avenue tonight
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Man lies bleeding on the floor
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Hear the cry of the cop car as the streets are filled with blue and white
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They all rush into the clinic door
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And I¡¯m never gonna know how you ever get to sleep at night
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And justify the things you do
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With your hand on the Bible, you say you killed a killing man
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Well mister what does that make you?
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And it¡¯s all in the name of God
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And it¡¯s all in the name of God
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See the crosses burning, lighting up the southern sky
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Feel the hatred in the air
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Slip into your white robe, to cover up your blackened heart
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You don¡¯t become that cross you wear
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And it¡¯s all in the name of God
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And it¡¯s all in the name of God
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Hear the newsmen talking, but they don¡¯t help me understand
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No I can¡¯t claim to comprehend
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See the buildings tumbling, so I drop a knee and say a prayer
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For the city that¡¯ll never ever sleep again
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And it¡¯s all in the name of God
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And it¡¯s all in the name of God
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And we all got our ways to justify the things we hate
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We all got our ways of throwing the first stone
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But if you wanna hate, then please leave God alone
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In God's Name
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| Dakona |