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letra de hope for the needy - y-not

knowledge is brain food, african people starving
music’s as a medecine of each man sinnin’
luxury means nothing if you’re livin’ by your own
ain’t no place for loneliness in one man’s home
two souls are made to meet everything is dual
like the ying and the yang, the right and the wrong
so here goes the pattern, there’s a day for a night
a light for the dark, there’s a peace in a fight
they say rise the sword and be ready for war
but people here dyin strugglin out for some water
every play is crucial and that’s true we play for keeps
sometimes men are robot all they miss is havin chips
and when they’re all down, you have no choice, you surrender
while you should fight back, stop playin’ like it’s poker
so, mark my words all we need is evil backwards
i’m the voice of the people, the echoe of their silence

[hook]
bubbles for the pain
champagne pourin’
blame it on the wealth, everyone is fakin’
notes in my head, everything is swirlin’
hope for the needy, gotta keep it jazzy
kush for the brain
big blunts rollin
blame it on the poverty, everyone’s schemin
notes in my head, everything is swirlin’
hope for the needy, gotta keep it jazzy

everything’s dual, what is right and what is wrong
cause you can be the sinner and the preacher as one
so why don’t we stop putting people on a box
like pack up you stuffs and become one of unemployed
they’re like work hard play hard but that’s not how it works
mamas don’t pull out the steve even with 3-shift jobs
the ghetto under war and don’t wear wonderbra
hookers on the streets they got guns in their tanga
liquors pourin cause lotta sean bell die
they pop off so easily but cops don’t pop by
in god i don’t trust cause people died in vain
to restore a peace that they won’t never live again
father don’t forgive us if this earth is a mess
we don’t wanna clean our minds but the ignorance is bless
show off and prove cause the gold is our motto
it takes a man to understand that in the l-st there’s a sorrow

so what’s better ? live for the wealth all alone ?
or put your pride in your savings and withdraw all your love
i play every key like a melody in my head
hopin to make a change, hopin to set the thread
but they’re all stucked in their blame, game
and all we live for sure it’s that pourin, rain
lord forgive us or stop foolin them
you made em blind and they made em die, i don’t understand
i say let me live through my window pain
smokin mirrors watchin their lung burnin in flames
you like to play with fire, well mine is my words
my mic and my rhymes, the flow and the lines
pull the strings to push my world
none of us is lost, we’re just in a coma
hope for the needy, let’s wake up from this trauma

- y not

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