The city i live in the city i represent
Big,windy,beautiful full of life
So many people so many personalities
But why should we be violent?
every hour a bullet is shot,blood shed
Tears drop, funerals planned loved ones laid to rest
Why should we be so violent?
The beautiful city i live in is dark and corrupted.
Children trying to get an education
Blinded by the violence
Heart turns cold,careless
The city i live in