

Yeah…
Look around… Everybody smiling online,
but dying inside… This for the trenches worldwide.
MOC Lifestyle. Mama crying in the kitchen,
bills on the table Daddy lost his job,
now survival unstable Kids growing fast in a world full of hate
Politicians getting rich while the poor man waits Gunshots ringing through the
city every night Another mother praying her son make it alive People
sell souls just to flex on the ’Gram Fake love everywhere,
nobody gives a damn Church full Sunday,
but the streets still cold Pastors preaching heaven while the system sold
Young boys chasing money,
hearts full of rage Trying to find peace inside a coded cage
Tell me who gon’ save us now?
Everybody lost somehow
World spinning out of control
Too many broken souls
The whole world on fire
Pain getting higher
Children losing hope Still we trying not to choke
The whole world on fire
Leaders all liars But deep inside the dark We still searching for
a spark
War in the East,
bodies under the sand Families running barefoot holding each other hands Africa
bleeding but the riches still gold Truth never matters when the story
gets sold Social media got depression in disguise Everybody famous but nobody
feels alive Girls want luxury,
boys want fast fame Everybody playing but nobody wins the game Brother
killing brother over color and belief While billionaires profit from the people
grief The system built pressure just to watch us break Then they
blame the victims for the choices they make
But I still believe…
Even in the chaos
Even in the darkness
Humanity still breathing somewhere…
A little child still laughing
A mother still praying A dream still alive… The whole world on
fire
Still we climbing higher Can’t let the hate decide Who we become
inside The whole world on fire But we survivors
One day the sun gon’ shine For every soul worldwide
If you listening to this… You survived another day.
That means your story not over.
Stand tall. MOC
Lifestyle TV.