Everyday in those
Places were I’m trying
To be just another one.
I see so much music and
Witches in the winds of
That sound that the music
Of my streets it’s making me listen.
I swear my Lord, I don’t want to
Be a gangster just another human
That believes in the power of tomorrow.
To heal the pains of my lost kids
In my city, where the insanity is the
Music that make their brains believe.
And I’m still going on
With so many eyes on me,
Little bits of envy and arrogance,
That tried to shoot the Power
Of Loving and Living,
That Life that I’m more than ready
To Live with my brothers and sisters.
That want to living in the Freedom
And the Peace to keep following our
Dreams of a United World where
Respect, Love, Freedom and Knowledge
Are the rules that are correct in the
Bottom of our minds, until our ends.
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