Mista Ayachi - Mumbai - Video
PUBLISHED:  Sep 02, 2013
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HOOK: The selfish ones have wealth that we do not share
In the slum they beg for help but we do not care
I admit I'm ashamed to be part of the rich
Truly hope one day god can forgive
I saw how the people in poverty live, let us pray for Bombay

VERSE 1: It's been a while but the memory remains/ Of a ghetto but a place/ Where the unfortunate accept, they were sentenced to the pain/ The untouchables believe that the rebels are enslaved/ Everyone is settled in a cage/ And the cops are corrupt/ we know they do not give a fuck/ but a fed is nothing but a drop in the mud/ for change even the state does not have the gut/ the shit we stomach is lobster and stuff/ as I watch I feel selfish, aint shit more or less you can tell me?/ the homeless resting on the doorstep of the wealthy?/ our lives tangled up in a vortex, smell me?/ maybe my cologne or the luxurious shower/ heartless robot, a clone or a fuckin rich coward/ my chauffeur got me rushing to scour/ sharing food at the lights, the slum loves to devour/

VERSE 2: Unseen they suffer, unheard they cry/ in agony they linger, in loneliness they die/ In these streets the rich is the only to survive/ savage on the outside but holy in the mind/ they don't stand a chance to come from rags to riches/ a population on the streets needs mad assistance/ the president´s concerned with cash and business/ the slum is an increasing blast of digits/ u can ask ministers!/ saying they abrogated the cast system, that's western ass kissing/ when it comes to change, theres a chapter missing/ innocent living in mad conditions/ it is tragic sickening/ people in the slum develop altruism/ compared to the rich folk, that crowned the system/ money the modern devil, the slums hungry but not the rebels/

VERSE 3:outside I step on dirt but at home on a marble floor/ the black market aint hard to find/ right by the cornerstore/ people struggle silently in a lawless court/
What if my home was a hut on a constructions site/ fight to live, Europeans thinking fuck this life/ hopping onto railtracks/ Mumbai is where you´ll be reborn, trust me karma loves payback!!
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