Poverty still abound
in the cries of hollow sound
da struggle continue to mound
like a spill i've stumbled and found
Hear my people in da silent tone
singing da freedom sad old song
and the beaten brothers moan
as da blood run deep within da home
Dreamin to one day conquer thy stay
with an ambition from da body dat lay'
seem like a bitter defeat
from da blood that lingers and leaks
upon the walls of city streets
Concealed from da crowd
remembering thy past lace'd da cloud
discomfort dat remaind
from da spill of blood that stains
i cry out in hope
people this entrapment is no joke
My mind drift deeper and deeper
am i now my brother's keeper
where i watch and see us weaker
destroyed by the system seekers
this ameri land stolen blood
at da devils hand
All i see and feel is da spilled blood
in the cries of hollow sound
da struggle continue to mound
like a spill i've stumbled and found
Hear my people in da silent tone
singing da freedom sad old song
and the beaten brothers moan
as da blood run deep within da home
Dreamin to one day conquer thy stay
with an ambition from da body dat lay'
seem like a bitter defeat
from da blood that lingers and leaks
upon the walls of city streets
Concealed from da crowd
remembering thy past lace'd da cloud
discomfort dat remaind
from da spill of blood that stains
i cry out in hope
people this entrapment is no joke
My mind drift deeper and deeper
am i now my brother's keeper
where i watch and see us weaker
destroyed by the system seekers
this ameri land stolen blood
at da devils hand
All i see and feel is da spilled blood