They were the youth, a faith who pray Young ones the hood came back another day Told the old ones youre wasting you Time, what you know bout that? the old ones Lifes like a parking lot, products dont a lot Hoping they listen and wise up before they Prayed for them to their brains For the and the sky and every grain For the hood soon, the streets to look too Oughta to be cool, to be true Occasionally there would be one who through Fused to the sky and one so
So, so, so, so, so, so, Half the wont settle for less slow down you pace for a minute Life even started you already up in it Aint worth to giving in in it Stuck in the brain, stuck in the Stuck in the mind frame in the paradigm No changing lanes, me Can I get a witness? Im in the midst of shit And I its getting too much Aint filling the cup, cause Ive had And I for my son these streets stay tough Once in a while will be one who comes through And I hope its you you, you, you
I know it Like just a dream I try to reach but got to believe Sometimes it seems So to see I know, I know well all be free
Qu, qu, qu, qu, qu, qu Perder fuego de fuego el dolor que me niego Nunca saber lo que Tambaleo salida Pero mi pesa, mi sombra carga Mi alma herida, so la mano que me So la que me falta[?]
They men, of good, good men Who been gangsters so long they like kings the streetlights, they raise their arms Hear us, too pain on earth No place to store with, we or burning Six by ten prison cells weve there would be one who come through Fused to the sky and one so true
I it seems Like just a dream I try to reach but got to believe Sometimes it seems So to see I know, I someday well all be free
Ser libre, libre, de lo que no sere(?) Someday well all be Ser libre, libre, de lo que me a da(?) A veces el mundo me
Like you to bring life to me My dead life like dead soil you bring to watching DVD's 24/7 Ain't even time for the D.A.D.'s going to There was the method of A fine method if you in the hood Was done smooth measure On the corner was, hustling Worrying the cause, trembling So much that the angels to stop crying Keep struggling we'll you You're make mistakes still support you When you make we'll be there for you Occasionally there would be one who through to the sky and became one so true
I know it seems Like just a I try to but someones got to believe it seems So hard to see I know, I know someday all be free
Ser libre, libre,Someday Ser libre, libre,Someday