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Lyrics:
Out in trash streets in the city Losers of the human race Do not shed tears of pity It's like spitting in their face
They don't want your charity Just to survive to stay alive They don't want your alibi It's crushed or be crushed Kill not to die
Who said they weren t you You who think you're free Who said you weren't a slave Of what you will not see
Creatures of the asphalt night Fill with fear those who fight Injustice with retreat Injustice with a dime
In the street they live and die Wretches of the asphalt plight Out of sight and out of mind In the rain and in the dark
Soiled and spoiled Society is refused Sentenced to life Without hope
Creatures of the asphalt night Fill with fear those who fight Injustice with retreat Injustice with a dime
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