Death on the Street Lyrics

Death on the Street - Kuba

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Many years back life was so good

As the years come to pass we face hardtime

Money gone inflation now curb us so what’s the next level

I stayed with my pops yesterday straight conversation in the darkest side

We pray for better days kids don’t make it years to come

I wonder with all these empty feelings brothers hating brothers

I can’t walk in the street cos my shadow stinks

Over the years I walk behind

Questions for the lord with time

Is getting burned out on this cold street blood crips machine gun

People rushed out

Death on the street

We no longer get to see our dreams

Tell me why we die

Tell me why we starving

Tears went up in the sky for I have no dime but fast living to blast through the door of the riches

Out in the dark we toil

Can God consider a poor boy on a paper chase

A way to survive better plan to make money if you want to live

These days all we see is the struggle

See people of this world grumble

For this never wait for that

Mercy no more exist life is full of struggle

Orchids disappeared in the face of the sun

Many souls sacrifice for a better day

Yet we still strive to eat

Am loosing my weight

A single terror plus nightmares in the hood

Fake policies got no way to trick us

Our eyes open,fashion with the blood of the dead soldiers who lost their dear ones

Now rest in tears not peace they no longer

Pursue their dreams in this world of sin

All I see is misery gangsters and hikehitchers now gba juju

When I die have a toast in my funeral

A zoute full of demons still death I wish I was never born cos this world is jealous

Am out to face the outcome now am famous, nigga.