Trip Lee - Apathy (Interlude) lyrics

Sometimes I’m hurtin’ and I’m burdened
When I’m gazin’ inside
Cause, I ain’t concerned with other persons
The foundation is pride
Feel like a fake and a lie
It’s like my comforts of my Lord
‘cause I be raisin’ him high
Until the day that I die
I surely struggle with this apathy invading
I try to front
Like I’m Mr compassionate my ratings are high
And meanwhile these folks is
Hurtin’ every place, i should cry
But, I lose sight like
Bullets grazin’ my eyes
What should I do now?
When I drive through my city
And I see these folks hurtin’
Yeah, I’m certain that I care till
I’m home and close the curtains
It’s like they ain’t even there
Man my heart is so disturbin’
I should be prayin’ for ‘em
Findin’ ways that I can serve ‘em
The bottom line
Lord I’m praying I be on the grind
Pursuing service, never out of sight
Out of mind preaching truth and trying to
Model my Lord till
He’s back and them knees hit the floor
I’m waitin’!