Waking daily I hear my people, they cry pain, I walk out wanting change, today I have a dream
Rules made, children bath in glory of hate, gang signs, streets of battle violence and crime not my vision.
My people cry, yea they cry help me, so, goes the stranger in the night the lost they fight, blood spills
My time is now, though I come from the fields, the jungles, hills of the city, the wrong side of right.
My people have brought me about, raised my spirit and taught me out, I give, while I take to the streets
Damned these times that bleed on me causing me to loose my victory, strength in my fathers name, I pray.
Mother against child, brother against brother, this war, my soul, You know not what you do, this I say, truth
Eternity will pass before I sell out, my blood is real, I engrained you all in my minds eye keeping watch
Love for you in me is deep, this I do for my soldiers, the valley may be low the mountain high, yet we grow.
The strong will survive, the weak I will carry, time is come. I have this dream for change in my people, rise
Honor is a defense for our kind, running is what I did before, Im out, never forgetting where I came, still.