Concrete Mirage

We are lucky to have food on the table, Our family's are financially stable, They showed us the rights and wrongs On the day police hit 'em with batongs. People flippin' thrown like analogues Every body talking like a demagogue EVERY ONE COME PRAY WITH ME IN A SYNAGOGUE Every single family's life is full of fog. I'm talking 'bout poverty in Somalia, Man, I could say the same for Ethiopia. And I wonder if they know what we got right here, The kind of peace that washes away all the fear. We pray for the strength to just open our eyes, 'Cause a man's misery shouldn't be a surprise. We can't stay silent, can't just walk on by, While the people in the fog watch their future die. lets land a helping hand together we shall stand and make this land grand you gotta understand raising your voice and hand and making a stand is a huge command i demmand you too be you thats what an mc would do I'm kaito a kid wants to be me ima show on your tv on mtv shouting you see me