This townÂ’s so hype itÂ’s got sould
As a philly cat
IÂ’m with the roll
And the swing of my things
How they work like clockwork
Tick tock tick tock
Times always lurking in your head

Got to go to work and get fed
That man didnÂ’t eat but he goes to sleep
Gets up at dawn not to see the sunrise
But because itÂ’s too damn cold outside
Underneat the bridge they punp the cityÂ’s bilge
Into the alley they sweep the cityÂ’s filth
The flowers wilt the flowers wilt
DonÂ’t tell me about no game
Cause that is a man
And his family
Revolution family
Look at the family
Dig the family
TheyÂ’re living the wrong way
CanÂ’t get nothing
DonÂ’t get nothing all they wanted was
Something like a job - mercy mercy
But itÂ’s robbed - mercy mercy
And thereÂ’s so many street side
Beggars and disabled veterans
Glass-eyed and peddling
Drunk and just meddling
So you conclude itÂ’s their fault
They like the street they must like the asphalt
But that is man woman and children
The system has stalled shelterÂ’s home
ThatÂ’s not what I call it
I call it bad health
Some say help themselves
Yo if you you gots it

Every hundred people a dollar in change
Every hundred people a dollar in change

This ainÂ’t living
This ainÂ’t living
Oh no

You know itÂ’s rough, had enough of holding a
Cup full of spare change
The doctor diagnosed me as a
Dome full of bad brains
So, toe to toe with employers
Cause theyÂ’re telling me no
Hooked on prescription drugs
So I stay broke, IÂ’d run away
But you canÂ’t run away from

Yourself or your health so
I deal with the cards that IÂ’m dealt
Tweet-a-leet-leet
The morning bird sounding sweet
Though I sleep on the streets
I have a feeling IÂ’m free
From societyÂ’s hand picked hypocrisy
Mercy mercy donÂ’t give a damn for me
Mercy mercy now what am I going to eat
Peek through the windows of the restaurant
People eating caviar fifty bucks on lunch
A hand-me-down meal
Full of God knows what
Put it away in my gut
Quick and then I wonder
Why IÂ’m sick, brick for brick
I know the city like my hand print
Just a pit in the gutter
Of a skid-row ditch
But IÂ’ll survive the pain
Let me know IÂ’m alive
But I still feel that
This ainÂ’t living

Check my beat dig they rhythm
Me belly full but me hungry so I fill it
Once I start gaining taxes start taking
Cause the governments perfected funk faking
Breaking me down striking me down
What goes around comes around but
I keep rising seeing through the lies and
The surprise comes when I see myself
The music I felt
IÂ’m on

This ainÂ’t living
This ainÂ’t living
Oh no