Formula = Red 2-Rich = Blue
It Ain't Even Bout The Money, The Cars, How Big My Mu'Fuckin House Is. . . It's Bout These Cat's I'm Seein On The Street. . The Less Fortunate. . This Shit Gotta Change. .
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Odd Jobs For A Buck, But Ain't A Person Who Gives A Fuck
This Is Poverty's Sound, Fixin To Run A-Muck To Give Um Some Luck
Struggelin to live, waitin for somebody to give- a buck or two
This is Poverty's sound, and our free time is few
I Think We Need A Closer Examination Of This Worldly Situation
No Debatin, The Creation Of Less Green Is The Cause Of This Contamination
This Nation Is All About High Class, I See Dudes With Signs At The By-Pass
Maybe We Should Try-Glass, And Shatter This Shit For It To Die-Fast
I-Ask, Why In The Fuck Do I See People With Shopping Carts On The Sidewalk
Subject Of Side-Talk And Slys-Hawk To Rip These Guys-Off
Everyday I See The Commercial, Starving Kids With No Little Piece-
Of Something To Eat, We Wastin Dough In The Middle East, We Fiddle With Peace
Kill-Us To Reach ? Nah, We Can Help To End This Challenge
Get Shit Balanced And Give The Hidden Talent A Chance Cause They Never Had-One
But They Say Fuck The Bad-Ones, They Not Smellin Fresh From A Shower
Every-Hour, Riots To Fight This Might-Less But Present Power
I Can't Believe We Ain't Equal Like The Constitution Says
Equal Distribution? Nah, Just Pollution And Words Mis-Read
You Musta Missed What They Said, The Government Is Lovin This
We Above This Man, Understand I See Dudes Shovelin' Shit
Mumblin Bitch, No Fair Share, Just Welfare, We Don't Care?
I Do, You Not Me, I See Um There On The Corner N I Jus Gotta Swear
Cause This Fuckin Shit Is Ridiculous, Our Position Is Hideous
Pound The Poverty's Sound Into Ya Head Till You Feelin-This
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YO there needs to be a change cause poverty is gettin worse.....
people strugglin dying and trying to fight, but tha pain is like a natural curse....
It's hard to describe in words, it's like a disease that constantly spreads......
Imagine big families and little children without beds.....
all tha money goes to are heads, don't even take a second to think about the needy......
cause our planet is fufilled with people that are selfish and greedy.....
and what i see through my bloodshot eyes amazes me.....
yells and crys as tha gunshot barely grazes me.........
I guess i was mistaken when i thought i was safe in tha hood......
tha ideas are cluttered in my head, to change this.......i wish i could.....
but if you live in poverty you get no recegnition or props........
we aint runnin tha streets to agravate and rebel against cops.......
i won't give up till all of this stops!....
cause we havin people on tha street tryin to collect money from you.....
workin everyday jus' to survive... wit a free time thats few......
everyday I ask why poverty exists.......
no answers, i can't resist, now i'm at tha point where i'm clinchin my fist.....
in anger, i jus' wanna scream out loud!!!!!! to tha educated crowd........
and make em' sit, learn and listen to tha poverty sound.............
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We Jus Tryna Tell You Man. . Get This Into Perspective, Nah'msayin?. . . We Gotta Right This Wrong. . But It's Gonna Hafta Be A Team Effort. . . Work Together. . . Listen . . To Poverty's Sound. .
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