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D-Stress:
i was born in the city where people die for piece of bread
survival of the fittest, fuck being blue or red
youngstas with grown man problems
next busstop someone may kill em or rob em
pregnant woman on the streets beggin for money
she got her baby with her and hes so hungry
people got crazy, brothers are killin their own blood
to get some work, woman, cars or even food
smart-asses judgin criminals for being thievs
because they dont even fuckin know how it is
to be homeless, hungry and mad at your contry
thats why little kids are stealin and goin to county
another murder by kids killin kids for ki´s
youngstas shootin heroin, thats how it is
sniffin cocaine,stick up kids at young age
thats why they gon end up dead or in the cage
no respect, money talks, cash rules the hearts
god tell me when will all this stop?
hopin for better life, everyday´s a struggle, another fight
can you imagine being a week without light?
i do thats how i saw the world when i was born
i had fucked up life but i was never poor
thanks to my parents i always had something to eat
but i saw people who wasnt gettn no shit
livin for a day, lets see what tommorow brings
promise me wings, i can fly thru all this
but i cant escape the real face of the world
im out i cant take anymore,peace out, WORD

D-Stress:
feedback`?

Lyrical-Poet:
Man you hit on a lot of real life stuff
its dope man very good

D-Stress:
thx.
what do other ppl think? ???

D-Stress:
what yall think??

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