Lyrics:
[Chorus: Swel Boogie]
You can't kill the wise
We gon be here in your children's eyes
And your children's (children's) children's eyes
We was built
I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night, soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change
play, I'mma knock his fuckin face off
Hit the bullet, oh boy I'm going AWOL
Said the K to them childrens behind that G wall
Got a hundred foot chain, hoes
while sellin' cocaine
Trapped in the game, not knowin' how to stop and get by
To live it alive, so instead they live it to die
Can we please have
Let down by a nation,
More interested in war in this nation,
When children are sleeping at railway stations.
No home or money,
They wish they could
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
everything
Except dirt and money with long hair, grime
And dope
To camo-hide the things that cannot be hidden
They become runaway children to walk
The streets
Fuck this! Crooked system filled with men of deceit
Reason why you see ghetto kids lie helpless on the street
Churches are been oversee'd by liars
Bad as a van by the Mississippi with the ghost of Chris Farley come at night to visit
That's the life of many in the city get the poor passed down with
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
The struggle in the barrio doesn't change.
Our children are the ones to grow up
By the law of the street
Living between hugs and blows)
Down on a half darkened
of change
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Walking down the street
Distant
of change
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Walking down the street
Distant
And had two beautiful children, Nathaniel and Superfly
Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah
But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me
She
I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night, soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change
for my people, yet we don't know why
They cuttin' sistas off welfare, these kids can't eat
And it's the children like thuggish minds turned out by
hit the same streets they became her master
The children of the enslaved, they grow a little faster
They bodies become adult
While they keepin'
of rain
Imaginary planes that became balloons
A little too soon
Sidewalks have no ends
But there's a pretend road
In the street
Where everyone you meet
We were walkin´ on a one-way-street hopin´ for someone else to meet
Gave each other shelter when the nights were too cold played the game even it
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
like a dirty whore
If I could choose the way I'd die
Make it by the gun or knife
'Cause the other way there's too much pain
Night after night
Gun is Cocked and Fired
I'm King News and I come
To you with the truth
The mean streets took six
More lives overnight
All the result of gang bang
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