[Isam] They were the youth, a faith who didn’t pray Young ones from the hood came back another day Told the old ones you’re wasting you time “Time, what you know ‘bout that?” the old ones replied Life’s like a parking lot, products don’t help a lot Hoping they listen and wise up before they drop Prayed for them to mend their brains For the twig and the sky and every grain For the hood grown soon, the streets to look too Oughta to be cool, oughta to be true Occasionally there would be one who come through Fused to the sky and became one so…
[Waqas] So, so, so, so, so, so, fresh Half the youth won’t settle for less Wait slow down you pace for a minute Life ain’t even started you already up in it Ain’t worth to giving in parts in it Stuck in the brain, stuck in the fame Stuck in the mind frame stuck in the paradigm No changing lanes, hear me Can I get a witness? Lord I’m in the midst of shit And I know its getting too much Ain’t filling the cup, cause I’ve had enough And I fear for my son these streets stay tough Once in a while there will be one who comes through And I hope that its you… you, you, you
[Chorus] I know it seems… Like just a dream… I try to reach but someone’s got to believe Sometimes it seems… So hard to see… I know, I know someday we’ll all be free
[Lenny] Qué, qué, qué, qué, qué, qué miedo Perder este fuego de fuego Sentir el dolor que me niego Nunca saber lo que entrego Tambaleo buscando salida Pero mi sombra pesa, mi sombra carga Mi alma herida, so la mano que me mata So la mano que me falta[?]…
[Isam] They became men, of good, good men Who been gangsters so long they walk like kings Under the streetlights, they raise their arms Hear us, too much pain on earth No place to store with, we drown or burning Six by ten prison cells we’ve earned Occasionally there would be one who come through Fused to the sky and became one so true…
[Chorus] I know it seems… Like just a dream… I try to reach but someone’s got to believe Sometimes it seems… So hard to see… I know, I know someday we’ll all be free
[Bridge] Ser libre, libre, de todo lo que no sere(?) Someday we’ll all be free… Ser libre, libre, de todo lo que me a da(?) A veces el mundo me mata
[Isam] Like you wanted to bring life to me My dead life like dead soil you bring water to Busy watching DVD's 24/7 Ain't even time for the D.A.D.'s going to heaven There was the method of dealing A fine method if you lived in the hood Was done with smooth measure On the corner everybody was, hustling Worrying about the cause, trembling So much that wanted the angels to stop crying Keep struggling we'll support you You're gonna make mistakes still support you When you make mistakes we'll be there for you Occasionally there would be one who come through Fused to the sky and became one so true…
[Chorus] I know it seems… Like just a dream… I try to reach but someone’s got to believe Sometimes it seems… So hard to see… I know, I know someday we’ll all be free