Youth Afflictions
Black men's with their troubles again
Mental turn black, no too dey reason again
White eyes turn wine, no dey see again
Criminals Edition who's making the scene again
So terrifying! Innocents blood on streets
Shockingly! All flowing like a stream
Cleaning may face, was this all a dream?
Speak up "we're the voice of the streets"
Lengthen days are shorten
Tick-tock it's counting
Multiple bloods spilling
Criminals still bouncing
Stop the killings, if you want to live long
Those you killed also have some to live for
Protectors found guilty after taking liquor
I felt this in me so I gat to speak up
Government blaming "what's all these we've all start"
We're asking "can they wake the lost lives?"
Those guys killed were our bloodlines
Come blow for blow, omo Soldiers go "pie"
No more killings!, No more Brutality
No more lives for sacrifices
We gat everything to be Armed
Buh we remain armless for you not to be Harmed
Speak up
Honey Crown
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