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Children on the streets using guns and knives
Taking drugs and each other's lives
Killing each other using knives and forks
And calling each other names like dork
There's people on the street getting diseases from monkeys
Yeah that's what I said, they are getting diseases from monkeys
Why's this happening, please, who's been touching these monkeys?
Leave these poor sick monkeys alone
They're sick, they've got problems enough as it is
A man is lying on the street, some punk has chopped off his head
And I'm the only one who stops to see if he's dead, aaoohhh
Turns out he's dead
That's why I'm singing, Aaaaoooh what is wrong with the world today?
What's wrong with the world today, *mumbles* never said nothing's wrong with it
Uooo, what is wrong with the world today?
Think about it, think about it, think, think about it
Good cops get framed and put into a can
And all the money that we're making is going to the maaan
What man, whose the man, whens a man a man, why's it so hard to be a man
Am I a man? Yes, technically, yes…
Oohh, come on, sont zootka they’re turning kids into slaves
They're turning kids into slaves just to make cheaper sneakers
But what's the real cost, 'cause the sneakers don't seem that much cheaper
Why are we still paying so much for sneakers when you got little kid slaves making them
What are your overheads?
Well, at the end of your life, you are lucky if you die
Sometimes I wonder why I would even try
Why try
I saw a man lying on the street half dead
He had knives and forks sticking out of his leg
He said, Ahh ahh ahh ahhhhhhhhwww
Can somebody get the knife and fork out of my leg, please
Ooh, could somebody please remove these cutleries from my knees
Yeah yeeeahhh
This is where we break it down
This is where we break it down
We'll break it down
What are they doing, they're breaking it down
What do they do, and now they're keeping it funky
Just having a funky jam and then we're going to drop the beat
And then we'll bring it back *wails* Uuuup
Wah wah wah waaah!
Then we'll take it low
Fading out, fading out
We're talking about the issues, but we're keeping it funky
We're fading out, we're just fading out
Why they're getting quiet, they're just fading out
*monkey noises*
Stop touching that monkey
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