Blind Eyes [The Good American]

Blood in the streets, we turn blind eyes
 Is it murder, if we watch them die?
 Blood on our hands, and we don't care why
 We turn blind eyes, 'till we in the fire
 Abandoned, layin' half dead in the road
 And really, I don't know if imma make it
 I'm stranded, the masked man took my clothes
 And that hatred is what left me naked
 I was mindin' my own
 Until the heisters came and swiped what I own
 Not right, got left to die on my own
 Dark night and the blood I lie in's my own
 Bruised ribs and a black eye
 Swoll' shut, but I still see my life flash by
 Geeked, cause I think I seen a priest on the bypass
 But he leaped to the other street and passed by
 Then a Levite did similar
 And honestly I don't really know what hurt more
 The thief guys tryna stick me up
 Or getting ignored by the church folk
 I know they seen me in their vision but for intervention
 They too busy with agendas and religion
 Is it pride, racism, or arrogance
 That lets me die, waitin' for a good Samaritan?
 Blood in the streets, we turn blind eyes
 Is it murder, if we watch them die?
 Blood on our hands, and we don't care why
 We turn blind eyes, 'till we in the fire
 I'm lying, If I tell you that I can't see
 You dying, just as long as it ain't me
 Sex trade, little girls getting slaughtered
 Long as it ain't my little girl, I ain't bothered
 Wall Street gettin' occupied
 Who cares, call me when somebody dies
 The hurricane took your power, My God
 Hold that thought, I gotta charge my iPod
 Rwanda got that genocide
 But I got that new Honda with the tint inside
 9/11 We can hold hands, 9/12 I don't know man
 Picket fences keep me caged up
 An animal, unaware that I'm enslaved cause
 I can't even fathom the thought of my neighbor
 Askin' me for help, are you insane bruh?
 The blood, the murder, the carnage, we see it all
 From afar, on our DVR's
 Simply too busy to be involved
 It ain't our problem unless it's an easy solve
 The hands and feet of Christ, is it lies?
 Or do our busy lives tell us not to sympathize
 The social ills of the world should make us sick inside
 The big supply of evil should not desensitize
 If they hungry and we don't feed 'em
 Closet full of clothes, when the cold need 'em
 What we do for the least of, we do the same thing to Jesus
 I know you see Him in your vision, but for intervention
 You too busy with agendas and religion
 Is it pride, racism, or arrogance
 That let's em' die waitin' for a good American?
 Star-spangled or blood-stained
 Beautiful America, which banner gets unclaimed?
 The untrained eye is blind without love
 We seein' it now, but never the outcome
 Murder she wrote, cause we ain't give her The Savior
 Naw, first we elope, then treat her like she a stranger, yeah
 How we do both, with our selfish behavior
 He said if you love Me, though, love your neighbor, Lord help us
 Why are you afraid, of their faces?
 They were reaching out, but you won't take it, no
 They ain't gone too soon, so are you happy?
 Cause if you don't love them, then you don't love me
 No-oh-oh-ohhhh-oh
 No-oh-oh-ohhhh-oh
 No-oh-oh-ohhhh-oh
 Cause if you don't love them, then you don't love me
 No-oh-oh-ohhhh-oh
 Blood in the streets, we turn blind eyes
 Is it murder, if we watch them die?
 Blood on our hands, and we don't care why
 We turn blind eyes, 'till we in the fire