Do We Really Care? Pt. 1

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Do We Really Care? Pt. 1 by Future Utopia

Do We Really Care? Pt. 1 Lyrics

Hot town summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

It ain't affect us
We get correct novels and neglecting
A summer in the city
Those shadows already checked in

A couple of them, struggles again
Don't want it with them

You'll let one or two struggle again
Till it hits home
So many gimmicks alone
They'll push these limits
Social physics fool
To film on their phone
And say smile for the camera

Natural
Making gritty glamorous

To flex on all these unpaid actors

Madnesses happen, nobody panicking
That damaging damage
And claps of callousness are fatuous
Respect on what is factual
In actual fact
The world's been whacked
And you don't care
And yes I get that but
I need a little later

I'm a fighter
Any any I go quater
I'm a rater
And I'm planning right from wrong
Though I knew it all along
Seems this summer in the city
Ain't a woman's one till done

Hot town summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

I've seen it all
I've seen a scene like a spectacle
Susceptible diseases treated like a fucking festival
No quarantine or worry team like is this mess amendable
Obsession over wrongful leaders made them all electable
And best of all
They're the biggest criminals who arrest them all
Blacks all identical

Lifestyles symmetrical
Let's not forget the females
In third worlds it's so unethical
Not meant for you

Sit on your ass
Make the shit acceptable

Donations don't do zilch
Just playing hide and seek with issues just to pride your guilt
But when they got you on that stretcher
Could you treasure all those gestures
Or are you about to die alone
History everyone forgets ya

Cause we got them regrets
And we go through these bullets like it's Russian roulette
Nah nah

Russian roulette
We go through these bullets like it's Russian roulette

Hot town summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

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