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esli 4e ne ponjatno wot text

I stamp the letters on paper, I'm seeing pain feeling anger
scared of what happens next, the fucking world is in danger
bombs fall on buildings, because of power and money
hundred years living babylon, this ain't damn funny
one human kills thousands, such of hate in his eyes
the mankind will be taking'
from this shit, terrible wounds
on the grounds of the earth, people get thirsty and hungry
nothing can help us, where's god, who can save us only
the answer is nowhere, we should change our attitude
bud nobody cares what happens in the neighborhood
we should, because you ain't know
what happens tomorrow
the same destiny could turn to you and bring you to sorrow
terrible horror might be the future of the peolpe
politicians playing games they are personificed evil
the world is rotten feel it see it hear it realise it


[chorus]
open your mind and meet the reality
shit happens on the streets which we can't feel
open your eyes this is truth just look
there is shit that happens on the streets


watching TV or hear this in the radio
a vicious cirlce, murder,
done out of revenge
no sense in this just dumb behave playing god
sending young people to the early grave
nobody is save
innocent women fall to tha hands of a rapist
lawyers send him to jail
in few years he is out
i tear up the papers burn it with rage
try to forget this shit
this damn system i hate
destiny is unfair why is not everyone equal
someone can't even reach his goal
his life a damn sequence
of pain lonlyness sicknes he is tired
tries to take his own life
through hang his body up
in hope to go somewhere where his soul is free
but on the earth
maybe left his family
this is the daily drama we dont't recognize
as long as we live good
but when shit happens then we cry


drug dealers on street selling shit to the kids
they don't give a fuck count money i'm stucked
no heart no soul in their body
they just like dead man walking
spit on the ground and dirty talking
prostitution no illusion young girls sold to suckers
their parents don't look after them they even don't care
what happens with this inocent naive young women
they also take drugs to kill tha pain forget tha evil
i stamp the letters on paper I'm seeing pain feling anger
don't laugh about this things the world is in danger
tha people the environment someday will die
but then its to late to cry

wot ssylka katoraja rabotaet:

http://files.mp3.de/download/mp3de/124171/61083c057d42f7...treets.mp3

umm..
hmm..
there is English Language, and there is Ebonics (which aint no language in the first place). but, um.. how should i put it.. after i'd read your lyrics i didn't want to listen to the track.. but i did.. um.. aight.. let's say.. the whole track was better than your lyrics..

p.s. no offence, it's just my thoughts.

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