Streets Crying ft. Nilawan Lyrics

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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, em em em em

I can hear the streets crying I can hear them cry

I can, I can hear the streets crying, crying

So prone to violence, violence moment of silence, silence

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I hear the streets crying, crying So prone to violence, violence

Where is the guidance, guidance

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

What have we here? The end is near, can't disappear

I can smell the fear just reeking through the atmosphere

So many tears ignored, it's like we don't see'em

Streets fighting back, just look how we treat'em

Systematic laws, can't highlight those street flaws

Every move is in play, no luxury's to stop, pause

One clause, any means, that mindset destroys dreams

By all means, go hard and don't stop for anything

Urban ties scrutinized, real talk, the nerve of guys

Recognize every life won't survive sunrise

Funerals is like auditions, we always having one

Blood, air brushes the street, another body leaks

Raindrops sent by the father to wash the stains away

Raspy voice, gray skies, yeah, I call'em Macy Gray

Keep my ears in tune with the streets, check'em for residue

I bet if you knew what I knew, you would listen too

I can, I can hear the streets crying, crying

So prone to violence, violence moment of silence, silence

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I hear the streets crying, crying So prone to violence, violence

Where is the guidance, guidance

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Sons of a preacher, may the lord reach ya

That's your only feature, hope those gates greet ya

One life to live, the streets don't forgive

Point blank, your last breath, it is what it is

Dying over turf that you don't have a deed for

Please justify what you're willing to bleed for

So many tears, these streets crying for years

The soil should be moist, but concrete interferes

Those stains still remain, another life in vain

Another mother's pain, it's not a game

Some people wonder will those sounds ever go away

You know how many bodies are attached to a throwaway

This that sade bar for bar with the storytelling

Bulletproof soul, is what the streets are yelling

Holograms can't replace them, thoughts still linger

Killer bees on the swarm, it's a real stinger

Road to redemption, can't find no exemptions

Intentions on a mission, hoping and wishing for some intervention

Then you blame it on him when karma, come back around

Then you say your prayers before those hollows lay you down

Cocked and loaded, guess it's on tonight

Yellow tape in the morning light

Seems like repetition, when will the hearts listen

Echoes from a distance, gone in an instance circle

So vicious, vicious

I can I can hear the streets crying, crying

So prone to violence, violence

Moment of silence, silence

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I hear the streets crying, crying

So prone to violence, violence

Where is the guidance, guidance

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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