23.Taking It To The Streets
Lyricist：Michael H Mcdonald
You don't know me but I'm your brother
I was raised here in this living hell
You don't know my kind in your world
Fairly soon the time will tell
You, telling me the things you're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't like what I think I see
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Take this message to my brother
You will find him everywhere
Wherever people live together
Tied in poverty's despair
Oh, you, telling me the things you're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't like what I think I see
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the
Oh, you, telling me the things you're gonna do for me, yeah
I ain't blind and I don't like what I think I see
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets, takin' it to the streets
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