Salloum - What I'm Living For (Featuring Rachel Corrie) lyrics

Rachel Corrie: |I'm here for other children I'm here because I care I'm here because children everywhere are suffering And because 40,000 people die each day from hunger I'm here because those people are mostly children We have got to understand that the poor are all around us And we're ignoring them| Front to back, Pali stripped and trapped Top to bottom blessed who got'em, to the west a breath of fresh To the east before a fresh breathe feast slaughtered like halal Meat of Dajjal cooked up of the rest, to greet of proof Shot at like a bullet vest, markings to suggest: at its best Not a test, lest to the press ninjas on a quest guarding for Protection - type oppression blood splattered like a dressing Check the 51st star mishap stats: lies in disguise sought of As surprised for lost innocence of lives.. Terror by the boss Reigned as the cost where the Star, Cross, Crescent all floss Rachel Corrie |We have got to understand that these d**hs are preventable We have got to understand that people in third world countries Think, and care, and smile, just like us| Where welfare kept it unfair Birthed the curse of seed deeds seen in reverse No longer paired parents where their sons dared To be scared by the drug d.a.r.e's Menaces choosing guilt over innocence Stalled bawling's in the face of fear, in and out of settlements Bottle-up'n tears, street rules schooled negligence Leaving those pregnant- born for war, prone to score but Left torn to mourn struggles in store for stable livings off of steady hustles Starved pardons plead by who caught stares Led to unpardoned begs which instead bred misery parked poverty Unwished for dished more travesty in streets & parks Where danger barks embark lives in rumbles Over smuggles with hopes to rise above the rubble Enlightened lives, in disguise, sparking thoughts In blessing's reflectioned upon love in God With No trust in cops, caught up in the 'life of the dark'.. Rachel Corrie |We have got to understand that they are us, We are them! My dream is to stop hunger by the year 2000 My dream is to give the poor a chance My dream is to save the 40,000 people who die each day| To live, learn, and score for - never lived to be a slave for Rich or poor, no matter, I ducked the latter Peace or war, my peoples were f*d by the latter, peace in mind of mine I'm escaping through revelations equating levitation, escalating Up with fallen angels, kept alive through who fell from the sky With open heart hopes mending broken hearts with hopes to glow again Seen as yet another trend schemed hoes fleeing over where the sun's beaming Money hungry tummy's filling pussies in their younger twenties Caught the match of the chase, love in pure taste held in front of my face Quick to quit, thrown to waste when she displaced No love for the chase of the fake dove The same, ending just in time again to begin Money lends uninterested in friends, the green paper - the devils flavor Jealousies perpetrating felonies k**ing enemies envious of celebrities Suburban cities turned murder Capitals Fiends filling districts with heat- competition for the capitol Greedy greeting in discrete gats packed in jackets Savage attacks leaving bodies to rot in caskets Asked what it is: minds of the new era bringing war upon the bandana terror Same historic s* repeating, seeking for the gains through the beating One to work for, unalike the name in the game- Provocator Alike the same who learn to earn and gain to win in war Name with kleos fame left saved, forever to remain open pop doors open shop scores Sending woes to those who witness downfallen foes, upon flowed on just to show and give a show Prone to work D in the zone, alone in the zone, or serving aces all alone From the home mind grew body built to an' fro to grown.. Rachel Corrie |My dream can, and will come true If we all look into the future And see the light that shines there|