I breathe the air of freedom Everyone is doing their best to destroy it Simplicity's forgotten And we all drill the ground I stand free I refuse to be surrounded The stones and dust bite hostile Devours flesh and bone The weakest lost in hatred

Keep the earth below my feet For all my sweat, my blood runs weak Let me learn from where I have been Keep my eyes to serve and my hands to learn Keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn You were cold as the blood through your bones And the light which

I put the streets on beats (streets) I been geeked all week (geek) I go to sleep, I don't eat (sleep) Crosseyed, make a nigga go weak (uh) Yeah, gas tank on E Yeah, but the safe on full (full) Yeah, got the heart of a lion Yeah, head's on like a bull

Are we alive or just breathing Don't close your eyes, see the images Descend into hysteria Chaos of mankind but who is listening to the voice of hatred Tortured souls lost so completely lost Weakened in the concept of decline, deception The sky weeps

Won’t give up (go away) Won’t give up (I want you) Til I’m high (I want you) To another place I hide oh between the sheets I won’t give up, no Hiding in lies goes inside out so weak I’m not there So I hide myself away

Powerless for your love I think I'm losing my mind I need to be strong But you've made me weak I won't do you wrong 'Cause these feelings run deep Where do we belong? I know we'd search to find 'Cause I'm powerless for your love

Reach the sun Ooh reach the sun Sometimes you're feeling stronger Sometimes you're feeling weak Sometimes you're feeling colder But the light will bring the heat Sometimes you're feeling lucky Sometimes you're feeling numb But if you don't stop believing,

Keep the earth below my feet For all my sweat, my blood runs weak Let me learn from where I have been Keep my eyes to serve and my hands to learn Keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn You were cold as the blood through your bones And the light which

Tone that shit down Wop, wop, wop, wop Tell me who can ball like this Y'ain't neva ball like this Tone that shit down (oh why) Weak nigga, ball like this Wop, wop, wop, wop (yeah) Might steal your bitch VVS the wrist (VVS the wrist)

Created weakness for the numbers on the board Absurd amout of things, obsolete creation The lust for always more, indulgence in hunger A greed for power, the demon needs to feed From cradle you've been taught how to rule and conquer The devil smiling, no