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Streets

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Propaganda time, truth so hard to find

Agents of Destruction corrupting the youths them mind

Evening news, Evening Blues

You just can’t win, No matter what you chose 

When the Streets Speak

You know you will be bawling if its your name they’re calling

When the streets call your name

Might be destruction or pain, Fortune or your fame 

Who gave the orders to shoot?

Couldn’t I them want to recruit

Them want to blame it all on ghetto youths

My liberty cannot be uprooted

Some know the truth but them not going talk

Want to know the face behind the question mark

Picheri afraid of the chicken hawk

Babylon be still 

When the Streets Speak

You know you will be bawling if its your name they’re calling

When the streets call your name

Might be destruction or pain, Fortune or your fame 

See no evil hear no evil

Smile a while but don’t trust all people

They’re the ones who going to let you down

You are the ones who can hold your ground

More you listen the more you learn

Romp with fir e and you skin going burn

What you gonna do when the tables turn?

You can’t run away 

 

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