Concrete Jungle

Ye, this song goes out to all the displaced refugees All of the displaced lovers All of the displaced families, this one goes out to all ya Every single one an all of yours if ya listening This one goes out to you man Especially if ya ain't got no visa We're all survivors in this concrete jungle Some play hard, some play it humble Either way we all wish our own hustle, because everybody's got to eat Up north, down south You can hear it in the east All the way to the west Back home, I use to jump on top of my roof and stair At the stars for so long Think why everyday I do wrong Try to find an inner place where I belong Cause it's not dat my eyes can no longer see people miss treated Even though my life I feel defeated So I travel seas to be it Grown ass man providing food to eat My family are thankful Even though my mum on the phone saying missing you is painful Reminisce and make a laugh about the days when I was a hand full But that's cool cause we're all We're all survivors in this concrete jungle Some play hard some play it humble Either way we all wish our own hustle because everybody's got to eat (cos everybody gotta) Up north (put food on the table) down south (and wear shoes on their feet) You can hear it in the east (sleep safe tonight) All the way to the west (all the way all the way) Am I alone in the clouded space How did this song wind up at ur place, Can this reach far enough to embrace Penetrate your mind, can you empathise the case of a hard working u and I I'm talking modern day poets dabbling in ink notating life with rhymes Cos life's bigger then size bigger then the, lies they speak see Some can't eat so they eye a sheek Some get it all from the lies the speak Some get by, praise god for the feast You got to have faith when your living in the belly of the beast And yeah sometimes it feels hard watching your parents working two jobs While the bills keep piling up and your trying to finish school but the stress got u acting up But we all We're all survivors in this concrete jungle Some play hard some play it humble Either way we all wish our own hustle because everybody's got to eat (cos everybody gotta) Up north (put food on the table) down south (and wear shoes on their feet) You can hear it in the east (sleep safe tonight) All the way to the west (all the way all the way) Thanks for my rhyme for keeping me neutral Still on the hustle but type humble Organic like vegie drink mineral Squeeze my fist tight when it's time to be physical In the lion jungle so to many funeral Keep my head low try not to be judgmental Climbed many trees only purpose survival But that's the way it goes in the concrete jungle Many wana, see peace in the Middle East Many wana, stop 3rd world poverty Many wana, make this world free disease But what it is, is We're all survivors in this concrete jungle Some play hard some play it humble Either way we all wish our own hustle because everybody's got to eat (cos everybody gotta) Up north (put food on the table) down south (and wear shoes on their feet) You can hear it in the east (sleep safe tonight) All the way to the west (all the way all the way) Displaced misplaced refugees everywhere man We're gonna hussle man Diafrix yo Voice of struggle