I can hear a voice inside itâs telling me to try to hold on I tried to give it up but then you put me back to where I belong now faced with a bitter rival and it's a matter of street survival we must all be subjected to the words we don't want to hear
it was a game, now it's a war were not ashamed to want some more stand tall
time to prepare the masses to counter what they had us believe bust heads and kick some asses cause it's the best to give than to receive breakdown these walls together cause silly words won't last forever we must escape the past can't spin our wheels to make it last
that's why the game was never won it's all the same when said and done stand tall