Wild Streets Got No Dignity
Wild Streets got no dignity
You dignified my soul
Oh God
You made me who I am
Doing that you never defiled
My personality
Oh God
You put me on a planet
Suitable for my kind
Suitable for every one like me
You never forget to comfort
My soul with love
Despite all you've given me
Wild Streets got no dignity
You dignified my soul
Oh God
That why I could see
This dying world
Were the weak in mind
Leads the innocent brave
Were we are meant just to follow
With out our concept
Were the rich keep on getting
Richer just for the innocent
Commoners to remain more
Poorer
No wonder the streets are hot
Full of crimes and brutality
You dignified my soul
Oh God
No wonder I bleed when
Ever I see the world dying
Silent with atrocities
Wild Streets got no dignity
You dignified my soul
Oh God
No wonder I could see
The damage of evil men
In our world today
They have decorated the world
With wars and porverty
They have killed alot innocent
Souls for nothing
They have destroyed humanity
And sent justice far away
From the world
You have dignified my soul
Oh God
And now am presenting to you
The marks of wickedness in the streets
Of the poor
Oh God
In the ghetto lies the evidence
Of the brutality of mankind
Oh God is not a lie that the
Wild Streets got no dignity
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