Breathe
Hi, this is frank Sinatra - thanks for playing all my records
This is getting to me
If i look back at 92 when we took our first step
Got no fuckin' clue, we were playing just crap
Remember we were green, keepin' our heads clean
Now it's 2k1 and we won't flow with another stream
So i won't tell you 'bout my living-in-the-ghetto youth
'cause i got almost all the things i want, and that's the truth
We got no broken home, we don't need to show 'em
That we're the lords of the boards 'cause our way is our own
Walk boy - many things to see but i just scratched the surface
Walk boy - no time to hold a breath
Walk boy - there is just one thing for me that you have left
Walk boy - to be better the rest
A life needs time to heal the way of life
To find a better way to fulfill dreams
So now i give you the chance to see me rockin'
Smashin' all the dudes givin' no respect to somethin'
They can't understand 'cause their minds are weak
They see me rising, thinking he's the freak that i wanna be
And if i think about the dudes saying we won't make it
I become more eager and don't stop like you did
Don't call me a friend, i don't believe a thing
I just know it's you making us arrogant
Walk boy - many things to see but i just scratched the surface
Walk boy - you hold another breath
Walk boy - remember just my attitude that you have left
Walk boy - to be better the rest
A life needs time to heal the way of life
To find a better way to fulfill dreams
I said your so called life can't heal me
Banzaaai

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