Текст песни
Trace the veins of the city
In and out of the places that ain't never been pretty
That despair is there
And pain is the mask the we all would wear
What's fair when the clock turns
Death come a knocking on the corners where the block turns
Mothers weep cause the hole is deep
And they sons got raisedno goals to keep
They tell me life is cheap
Only when the values defined by the leach
Bloodsuckers of the poor
Thinking all black skin contains criminals and whore
What's more they never look to find
That behind this black pride was a beautiful mind
Full of hope and hopeless
But the picture looks better when its al in focus
Some people they chase money
Some people they chase stars
Some people live their lives
And never know who they are
Picture me rolling in the realm of the living
Looking at the world with all this ambition
And all of my inhabitions
Put away when I shatter these glass ceilings
They want me dead to rights
But I was born to shine so ima shed the lights
Son a sun son so listen
The power of my light brought the dream to fruition
No sleep so we chase the night time
The flow stay steady like crude in a pipeline
Melinated life style loving my outcome
Fate was the pursuer we never could outrun
So In the stride we abide by the laws
How we live in the end ain't defined by the fall
But how we stand in the end
The fall means less than how we land in the end
Some people they chase money
Some people they chase stars
Some people live their lives
And never know who they are