Poverty

Verse 1
Here's my autobiography
A child raised by little bottles and poverty
Man the struggles a part of me
Tryna be the ghettos elite
And walking through the Soweto streets while the devil up to schemes
My mind a trap, plotting things out
But through this rhyming pad, escaping desires for crime and wrath is money
Life will pay me
Dimes will play me because I couldn't afford a decent live and pay suite
Man this whole thing aches me
Even worse while you're flossing and (?) Breaks me
While you're blinging
Maybe I'm suffering out of jealousy I'm cussing man
I'm smothering, can only breathe when I'm crushing man
I'm lusting in your jewels so lemme take that
You live (?) Gang dude
Look, the hoods my background
And until my fortune change I ain't gon'put the gas down

Chorus
Poverty aches
Poverty breaks
Everything I am now poverty made
Poverty pains
Poverty remains in the back of our minds
So when a crime takes place
Poverty aches
Poverty breaks
Everything I am now poverty made
Poverty pains
Poverty remains in the back of our minds
So when a crime takes place

Verse 2
Joburg knifes
Gangsters roam
Crash my (?)
Lust and death with guns get a (?)
Slugs to the dome
Gunshots, a thug's metronome
Hugging the chrome for survival kid

Seeking penance
Coz the streets is our sentence
Our auras wreak vengeance
Why are we in this hell hole?
Where's the promised land
Every night a different shell blows
Take life on his hand
When all we seek is life and a chance
What a contradiction
We take life to get life
We act trifle
Don't give a f* about tomorrow
We drawn to sorrow all day wishing our numbers get announced by the lotto
"For money kill now" the Motto
Because we down bottles escaping our reality
Coz the world's got out should- to their capacity

Chorus
Poverty aches
Poverty breaks
Everything I am now poverty made
Poverty pains
Poverty remains in the back of our minds
So when a crime takes place
Poverty aches
Poverty breaks
Everything I am now poverty made
Poverty pains
Poverty remains in the back of our minds
So when a crime takes place

Verse 3
We ready to die for these sweet dreams we craving
In the streets the heat blazing
These police chasing
I guess we live by die or squeeze aiming
The hood got us under siege but we don't want the cream we want (?)
Only the devil funded schemes
While we all have our summer dreams
Planning to pull up some day and (?)
But until that day and no more hungry
And the while industry under me
I don't give a rat's ass if blood money found my dreams
As long as I'm one with cream
Only then I'll stop gunning teens
Coz I'ma fry in hell but leave behind a legacy and a clientele

Chorus
Poverty aches
Poverty breaks
Everything I am now poverty made
Poverty pains
Poverty remains in the back of our minds
So when a crime takes place
Poverty aches
Poverty breaks
Everything I am now poverty made
Poverty pains
Poverty remains in the back of our minds
So when a crime takes place


Outro
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