[Chorus] {X2}nWe won't stopnGive an ode to those on the dropnParty hip hop on the block we rocknLose your troubles to the soul of the songnn[Verse 1: Dazastah]nA getaway filled with mansions and BeemersnPlatinum change rims and small life cleanersnStrugglers and street kids, people with three jobsnjust to get by, that's why we write these songsnIt ain't for pimps, rich kids or conservativesnfor the family man avoiding the taxman burning 'emnThis is a spark for the children in the darknWhen cancer comes and tells 'em you gotta departnI know we can't be the shinings up for mostnBut listen close, I wanna give you some hopenDedicating this to the less fortunatenBurn CD's of my shit if you can't afford itnMy heart goes out to those born into povertynThat's why I say fuck those who don't share their monopolynWatching kids starve to deathnYou got the power to feed 'em but you eat more successnn[Hook]nOooooooo... It hurts, it hurts so badnOooooooo... oh yeah yeahnOooooooo... It hurts, it hurts so badnOooooooooooooo...nn[Chorus] {X2}nn[Verse 2: Optamus]nThe lesfortunate kid, not afford it to livenHe's hungary wondering when his world will overfall innHe's been living on the street since the age of 16nSniffing on the chrome and hitting the ToluenenWhen they see him pass it by, an older passes bynSo didn't even give a shit or ever wanna know whynThey say lock him up! (lock him up)nBut I'll tell you all thisnI make music for these kids, not these yuppy arse pricksnHis dad kicked him outta home, he's got no mumnDidn't even know her bum-bitch(?), he died too youngnAnd these politicians often just be topping the competitionnNot worried about the kids - It's just a businessnWell this is for you, for the struggling youthnWhen you're hitting rock bottom and there's nothing you can donSo to you (so to you), and anyone in lifenI dedicate this to the people who fell on hard timesnn[Turntabalism/Scratches: DJ Armee]nn[Verse 3: Shahbaz]nThird world famine while the rich live extravagentnFrom Kings and Queens, to poor peasantsnThe commoners to the lowest denominatornRuled our lives by evil dictatorsnDeveloping countries in extreme debtnWhen the IMF gives then takes triple interestnNow that's taking more than your sharenGot too many clothes when children run barenHave a look at your plate, next time you eatnStand up next time you take a seatnThink about the ones who lose their sons to warsnThey don't wanna fight by some countriesnpreach theifs then ignore lawsnDraw their guns all ampednThe Lesfortunate couldn't give a damnnWould you be worried if you had nothing to losenNothing to gain, nothing to provenFighting for a little pride left in your namenIf I was frustrated I'd be doing the samenDropping the bomb and be killing your famennOooooooo...nn[Chorus] {X2}
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