We Are The Future
Walking thruogh these streets,dirty sneakers matching concrete with so many words to speak on this world, its a brand new song everyday but no food in the hands of the homeless, selfish up tight to good to even stop by and give a motivational speech to these povertized streets, see real recognize real but instead i'm looking straight through you like a fresh bullet wound, we dont need anymore wanna be gangsters or rappers what we need is people who care or a world where instead of giving a little just give it your all because just like my god got me your god has you so get up walk beside me and lets save our streets and be the best we can be you are as capable as WE.
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