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Not the usual urban condition is what you felt Approaching the inner city court Maybe it's just a matter of perspective Or just the effect of incomes and points of view Dirty mattresses Broken down cars Lonely old man in the doorway With indifference, flogging a dead horse Hoping that somethingwill change Will change! I wanna see my people smile I wanna see my people smile I wanna see my people shine I wanna see my people shine high D-E-S-T-R-O-Y Is what you could easily read Written in black fonts Walls are covered Whit a script that sings "Fight fire with fire" Lnely dead boy, walking down the yard, Encounting how many steps could a lonely dead boy walk How could a dead boy walk? Letras de canciones I wanna see my people smile I wanna see my people smile I wanna see my people shine I wanna see my people shine high From Letras Mania