Intro (Wordsworth)_
The world's corrupt,
On the streets Police that's high are dangerous,
Pull their guns out for no reason, aim at us,
Somehow we have got to change this.
Chorus (Wordsworth)_
The world's corrupt, it won't change - I don't know Why,
The government and TV want to tell lies,
For no reason, harassing you and I,
Fix the streets - and police could at least try!
(x2)
Verse 1 (Wordsworth)_
Reason and rhyme, uplift your soul, freein' your mind,
Change people's lives, I give the sun reason to shine,
Out on corners, daughters, moms and fathers,
And sons with their arms and palms out for quarters,
Rags for car windows, washing with water.
Locked if you loiter, cops to extort us,
Seeing art imitate life, my daughter drew a picture at school,
My neighbour was beating his wife,
Good and bad, there's a balance that ain't,
Why kids see blood looking at red on a palette of paint?
Why not apples? Hearts? Roses? Good stuff?
Good luck. Hood stuff, trying to be hood tough.
The other day me and my man Krook'd was driving,
Talking about Brooklyn now we looking at sirens,
Police corrupt, the government out here got a tricky plan,
To let us go then we had to pay fifty Rand,
Try to slow you down, try to stop you with their hand,
To put you in that bus or van - it's a city scam.
Had me upset to start my day,
I realised I'm still home though I'm far away. Yeah.
Chorus (Wordsworth)_
The world's corrupt, it won't change - I don't know Why,
The government and TV want to tell lies,
For no reason, harassing you and I,
Fix the streets - and police could at least try!
(x2)
Verse 2 (Ben Sharpa)_
Ben Sharpa and Wordsworth - Street Journalists,
Of the new millennium, for the record you heard of us,
It gets darker - in a world full of hypocrites -
Cops pushing ignorance, children illegitimate,
Born out o wedlock, in a broken environment,
Growin' up with heads hard as bedrock, and violence -
Political tyrants starve they own people out,
Current events nowadays - harder to read about,
The world's corrupt and it's only getting worse - why?
Reminds me of the Hegemony in my verse - Why!
Do we have a police protection service?
Of course not - cause the beast was sent to murder us!
So now the youth pack weapons in a rucksack,
Knives, guns, bats and drugs - what the f*** is that?
But I don't worry, so long as the light shines,
We change the times through the mic as a lifeline!
Chorus (Wordsworth)_
The world's corrupt, it won't change - I don't know Why,
The government and TV want to tell lies,
For no reason, harassing you and I,
Fix the streets - and police could at least try!
(x2)
The world's corrupt,
On the streets Police that's high are dangerous,
Pull their guns out for no reason, aim at us,
Somehow we have got to change this.
Chorus (Wordsworth)_
The world's corrupt, it won't change - I don't know Why,
The government and TV want to tell lies,
For no reason, harassing you and I,
Fix the streets - and police could at least try!
(x2)
Verse 1 (Wordsworth)_
Reason and rhyme, uplift your soul, freein' your mind,
Change people's lives, I give the sun reason to shine,
Out on corners, daughters, moms and fathers,
And sons with their arms and palms out for quarters,
Rags for car windows, washing with water.
Locked if you loiter, cops to extort us,
Seeing art imitate life, my daughter drew a picture at school,
My neighbour was beating his wife,
Good and bad, there's a balance that ain't,
Why kids see blood looking at red on a palette of paint?
Why not apples? Hearts? Roses? Good stuff?
Good luck. Hood stuff, trying to be hood tough.
The other day me and my man Krook'd was driving,
Talking about Brooklyn now we looking at sirens,
Police corrupt, the government out here got a tricky plan,
To let us go then we had to pay fifty Rand,
Try to slow you down, try to stop you with their hand,
To put you in that bus or van - it's a city scam.
Had me upset to start my day,
I realised I'm still home though I'm far away. Yeah.
Chorus (Wordsworth)_
The world's corrupt, it won't change - I don't know Why,
The government and TV want to tell lies,
For no reason, harassing you and I,
Fix the streets - and police could at least try!
(x2)
Verse 2 (Ben Sharpa)_
Ben Sharpa and Wordsworth - Street Journalists,
Of the new millennium, for the record you heard of us,
It gets darker - in a world full of hypocrites -
Cops pushing ignorance, children illegitimate,
Born out o wedlock, in a broken environment,
Growin' up with heads hard as bedrock, and violence -
Political tyrants starve they own people out,
Current events nowadays - harder to read about,
The world's corrupt and it's only getting worse - why?
Reminds me of the Hegemony in my verse - Why!
Do we have a police protection service?
Of course not - cause the beast was sent to murder us!
So now the youth pack weapons in a rucksack,
Knives, guns, bats and drugs - what the f*** is that?
But I don't worry, so long as the light shines,
We change the times through the mic as a lifeline!
Chorus (Wordsworth)_
The world's corrupt, it won't change - I don't know Why,
The government and TV want to tell lies,
For no reason, harassing you and I,
Fix the streets - and police could at least try!
(x2)