The Less Fortunate

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[Intro] A number of homeless people on the street and in shelter across the US increased significantly this year That's according to review by Wall Street Journal Ending assistance programs put in place during the pandemic is contributing to the rise Talk to us about what you discovered in your report [Verse 1] Land of the free, home of the brave Live with the feens, die with the slaves Work for the cream, minimum wage Money or the dream, what did you say? Debit, credit, get it, predatory, lеnding, spending Make enough to pay your dеbit Not enough to pay your rent America's schemes, the games we play The truth might sting, the pays okay The cage bird sings, but not today Just let my brain syringe your brain Grab a umbrella, stormy weather Never let out, bet your bottom dollar What is said and done, this shit okay I- All the flashin' lights are shinin' bright But what's beneath the surface of your sight? Insanity, the nature of this plight Humanity, the dangerous, fight or flight There's good or evil then there's wrong or right So who's to blame despite what we indite Eyes bigger than your appetite The streets filled with death not life New addictions, new afflictions You can see it all up on your television No direction, no acceptance, codependence Stalling at the intersection Drug addicts, war vets, lost souls They in need of intervention Or just more attention [Interlude] My colleague, John Camp, and I found that the number of homeless people counted, on streets and in shelters this year, umm, across numerous cities and regions, is broadly higher than it was in the past years And if the tread we observes, observed, holds true, the US could see a sharp incli-, climb in homelessness this year than in recent years when they were smaller reported increases [Verse 2] We got too high, the cost of living So you're better off dead or in a prison Ponzi scheme, the dream within the system Poverty or wealth to cause division The gap between this dream for citizen The banks they bailing out with privilege The streets are filled with peeps, the pilgrimage The politicians play the middleman But never really give the funds up The government programs Financial lap dance like tango Unchained like Django, unhinged, on the fringe Tryna purge and binge Might just go commando Took a stroll, walk straight From the suite to my bando Swing low, sweet chariot And let faith carry us, to the Marriot Cause the block is hot with no cops No space is safe, it don't stop On the nightly news you can watch Some people at they lowest moment Pass judgement and atonement All 'cause the man was homeless Do you know what home is? Home is a state of mind Home is the feeling of love in these crazy times Home is the place we can go when it's dark outside and there's little sunshine Home ain't the tax brackets Home ain't the straitjacket Home ain't the cold casket Home is a place where there's peace I say Not the place you stay to inhabit So whether it's Calabasas or Skid Row It's still home [Outro] How old are you guys? I'm 21 21? What about your girl? 18 What's your guys' current situation right now? You guys are homeless? Yeah