An Ode to Manila by trip tha Light trip be at, where the signs says; "Jesus is, the Way, the Truth, the Life." on this building (where) it's tenants live in strife... Miss_ery be (is/was) this poor man's wife, nagging hungry days, intoxicated nights (One) Dude asked me for change, and my heart froze to ice (Had the) Nerve to call myself God, when I never got rice - - for whose own image, made creation, but look who's seeking out salvation? Beading out prayers, stopping at every station, but (the) means is low, so they act in desperation And cats walking cool? Catch heat on interceptions At intersections, only the strong survive ...Natural Selection... Now, don't get it wrong, some steal, 'cause they can't starve for long and chong? (you) can't front like you're strong 'Cause ock, you might walk, across the king kongs, and those gorillas is mad killers, type to pull triggers as quick as - - a game of stones, papers, scissors Six o'clock news delivers, you can't miss this that! 's the realness, no off the reel ish, the feel is; Hot and humid, top to bottom, side-to-side, polluted Metro-nam included, Quez(on) City can prove it... And we'd be burning mad petrol, while we're cruising the metro It's so hard to hold on to (and) but I'm tempted to let go Neon light shows illuminating your clothes Unidentified foes, those scheming for your ghost Then time froze, city's blues upon us (The) feeling's like saxophone notes, blowing music for the dramas Karma, chameleons and Madonna's
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