In my kitchen there's a lady on TV
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Beneath the burning sun so far away
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And her baby's eyes are staring straight at me
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With all the innocence that seem to say
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Check, what you gon' do to help me
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Check, like the water jar my belly's empty
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Check, what can you do to make it better
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Check, gotta do something so I can tell him
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Gotta message for my sista girls
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Gotta message for my baby girls
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Gotta send it, send it 'round the world
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'Cause I got a message for ya
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Gotta message for my brother man
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That we gotta give it, give it all we can
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Justa' spread the love of God around the land
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'Cause gotta message for ya
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There's little brother livin' down the street
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Struggling to do the best he can
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His mama gives him clothes and food to eat
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But can't show him how to be a man
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Check, whatcha' gonna do to reach 'em
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Check, lookin' for someone to teach him
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Check, an everyday kind of hero
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Check, another way that we can let him know
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Gotta message for my sista girls
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Gotta message for my baby girls
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Gotta send it, send it 'round the world
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'Cause I got a message for ya
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Gotta message for my brother man
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That we gotta give it, give it all we can
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Justa' spread the love of God around the land
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'Cause gotta message for ya
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Dios es amor
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God is love
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Message For Ya
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Nicole C. Mullen |