Tragedy
It takes a true tragedy to turn the face of a nation
everbody out here ponderin they expiration
It's a wonder why now we wanna save a city
when the disasters natural it's a pity
don't get me wrong we should help those in need
but it's become political this can be agreed
see we worried bout a city fallen to a hurricane
what about a city fallin victim to cocaine
weed and heron the hurricane just struck quicker
the same ends as these drugs forgot to mention malt liqour
And in the end of days what 'ill fell more men
a disaster of water or the substance of sin
and tell me can we avoid this, drugs we can
but all that's come up with is a make-shift plan
We can teach so long but we still gonna fall
cause it won't be me so a brotha won't stall
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