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Oh my people oh
Hard to see where to go
We're too deep in the hole
On this steep crooked road we move
So light your lighters for the youth
All that glitters ain't gold
Oh my people oh
Hard to see where to go
We're too deep in the hole
On this steep crooked road we move
So shine your light up for the youth
All that glitters ain't gold
Too many still suffer from misery
Up in a prison or stuck in a tenement dead ended home
Ghetto veterans of where they're from
Too many killed up in a system with nothing to live for
We need to protect ourselves and get us some growth
They try to privilege only the few
Too many lost
Some are confused on how to get through
Just trying to have food so they could be full
Others take what they can't use
What will it cost
For people to wake up end beef with their neighbor
And become a beacon of truth
Peaceful life for every youth
So many voices go unamplified
Something that lots of people can't deny
They say they hands are tied man they lie
Out of sight out of mind
All that matters is the bottom line
Every dollar sign if you sign on the dotted line
In these modern times
With our nine to fives college Alma Mater lives trying to monetize
I see hunger on the rise
Underneath they smiles be advised
Nothing come for free
We free our minds
Oh my people oh
Hard to see where to go
We're too deep in the hole
On this steep crooked road we move
So light your lighters for the youth
All that glitters ain't gold
Oh my people oh
Hard to see where to go
We're too deep in the hole
On this steep crooked road we move
So shine your light up for the youth
All that glitters ain't gold
From the separation of every separate nation
We have a reputation of never becoming whole
For whatever reason no justification
Some are just impatient always something to prove
Through this suffocation we suffer but we face them
With my lungs I breathe
Welcome my brother home
To our destination
We won't rest till day come
Hold on to your faith
I see a better tomorrow
I seen families divided faces filled with tears
Little killers walk with nine millimeters still in PS
Willie Lynch mob Dillingers and filthy billionares
Inner city killing fields
Trying to figure who the villain is
You see the scape goat isn't always who we think
Steal a little bit they lock you in a prison
Stand on top they'll call you king
It's hard to swallow all the things that we get caught up in
From Baltimore to Port A Prince it's all the same
Oh my people oh
Hard to see where to go
We're too deep in the hole
On this steep crooked road we move
So light your lighters for the youth
All that glitters ain't gold
Oh my people oh
Hard to see where to go
We're too deep in the hole
On this steep crooked road we move
So shine your light up for the youth
All that glitters ain't gold
Too many still suffer from misery
Up in a prison or stuck in a tenement dead ended home
Ghetto veterans of where they're from
Too many killed up in a system with nothing to live for
We need to protect ourselves and get us some growth
They try to privilege only the few
Too many lost
Some are confused on how to get through
Just trying to have food so they could be full
Others take what they can't use
What will it cost
For people to wake up end beef with their neighbor
And become a beacon of truth
Peaceful life for every youth
I seen mothers stuck injecting drugs instead of love
Are drugs all thats left of us
I go against the clutch
I fight with every muscle every brush stroke I ever touched
Each lesson that I learned
This breath that's in my gut
I won't give up until my lungs have opened up
They choked me out with smoke and tried to sow them shut
Plus they're poisoning our food
Don't forget the truth
You have to choose
What we have to loose isn't too much
Oh my people oh
Hard to see where to go
We're too deep in the hole
On this steep crooked road we move
So light your lighters for the youth
All that glitters ain't gold
Oh my people oh
Hard to see where to go
We're too deep in the hole
On this steep crooked road we move
So shine your light up for the youth
All that glitters ain't gold
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