Not the usual urban condition is what you felt
Approaching the inner city court
Maybe it's just a matter of perspective
Or just the effect of incomes and points of view
Dirty mattresses
Broken down cars
Lonely old man in the doorway
With indifference, flogging a dead horse
Hoping that somethingwill change
Will change!

I wanna see my people smile
I wanna see my people smile
I wanna see my people shine
I wanna see my people shine high
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D-E-S-T-R-O-Y
Is what you could easily read
Written in black fonts
Walls are covered
Whit a script that sings
"Fight fire with fire"
Lnely dead boy, walking down the yard,
Encounting how many steps
could a lonely dead boy walk
How could a dead boy walk?

I wanna see my people smile
I wanna see my people smile
I wanna see my people shine
I wanna see my people shine high

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