Francis M blood in the mud

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The power of the mind translates into the pen,
It depends if you've been in the land of sin,
Take a walk in the streets
Where the evils increase
A release of the beast
The decrease of the peace
It's crazy out there in the jungle of a city
In the city that's a jungle,
It's a pity out there
Lost an uncle through a slug
That was flung to his lungs
Now he's gone just like that on a snap of a finger,
Where the stats and facts are decided by the barrel and a trigger,
I figure if you really wanna live
You gotta give a piece of the peace back
If your back's against the wall,
It's a war like a roar from the beast you abhor
And it's more like a conflict
A pan they inflict to depict a concrete,
Jungle bathed in blood
'Cuz there's blood in the mud.
Yeah...
A place that pretends to defend is the end of the people
Is justice equal? I think not!
Why not ask the have-nots?
Ask the have's to halves, not grab but give parcels
A share that's fair not morsels and more so
Did ya ever stop to think you are so lucky?
A rebel yellin' like a monkey,
On my back packin' stacks of tracks,
It's like that
'Cuz i dunno the answer to the question,
The question is How do you quell an aggression?
Time runs out, so does the patience of a nation
Ignition from the rage of an age of seditious rebellion
From the sweat of masses
Crimson molasses from the clash of classes
One day will come when we won't have more but flood
'Cuz there's blood in the mud.
Yeah...
Live or die in the sea or sky,
Don't ask why,
'Coz I dunno the answer
It's like a fn' cancer!
A chain reaction triggered by emotion
Ya gotta swim for your life in a vast crimson ocean!
Yeah! That's all for now...
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