nothin but tough times,perplexed visions a high imagination
but thoughts of death lingers...with unsolvable situations
from the start were not blessed, and poverty is excessive
food almost as nasty as incest, cops are more then agressive
try to do whats right, cops disrespect us with more then force
and we got no roofs..soaked from the aftermath of a storm
some of the youth involved going toward a life of crime...
taking the wrong roads, so getting killed is in due time
mothers working 2 jobs to support her childrens well being
her children pray to get out but have started disbelieving
in god...they feel hes invisible, hes a fable just a myth
developed to keep hope inspired, how did life come to this?
sizzling street on hot days no way to keep cool and furnished
making us work for welfare...government does this on purpose
and cold days i cant explain far from a rich persons life
frost bite causes the victims hands to be siezed and sliced
icicles form on eyebrows and the arctic breeze clutters sound
unable to move and saliva drools like novacaine in your mouth
no way to live its unaceptable todays times are senseless
and an untimely death awaits everyone, sooner then expected
and now its time to revolt and show no mercy to those men...
that enslaved our time and lives its the beginning of the end
time for a new way of thinkin where no race cards are pulled out
when men and women all races can respect others without a froun
where poverty is or beverly hills black,white, purple or yellow
applaud those less fortunate,with a life of living in the ghetto

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