I've walked my own road, bro
I sit down and watch
I sit down and watch
I've walked my own road, bro
I sit down and watch
I sit down and watch
The end of the world's coming soon
But the world doesn't care
Just wants to stack cash like in football
Some will surely be saved
Too many sins exposed, yeah I just slip up
You want me to tell you my story
Where Shaytan's the only spectator clapping?
Well no, I can't complain
My account's loaded
My knowledge is a weapon that keeps shooting everything down
But life ain't rap, even if I rap my life
It's damn hard to keep up 'cause the world moves fast
The little bros are nuts
They keep shooting themselves
The cops, for their part, love to pin them down
And as for our sistas, all we witness is
Self-destruction, sad women
Dolled up, bimbos, to seduce the gringos
Akhi, people'll do anything to fill the fridge
Of a gore flick and I admit the next part scares me
Of a life too short, if I really could I'd redo it
Of a gore flick and I admit the next part scares me
Because Mama gets up early
And my enemies test me
And, between us, in the ghetto
I saw we hurt each other
Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head
Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other
But it's to keep the soul at peace
Because Mama gets up early
And my enemies test me
And, between us, in the ghetto
I saw we hurt each other
Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head
Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other
But it's to keep the soul at peace
Spectator of a world in peril
Where peace signed a temp contract
Where being a holy man is called childish
I looked for peace and quiet, f*ck, it's a trek
Witness to their debates, they think we're uncultured
Bro, I came, I saw, I was beaten
We've all seen things that traumatize
On freezing winter nights, I can say the subway makes me sad
Sometimes tears fall, it's automatic
Maybe it's the season, or maybe the crisis is too much
I saw that lone, dirty man stinking of booze
Alone, drunk, it doesn't buzz him anymore, his son no longer backs him
I saw that man's loneliness
Who once was a strong, tough leader
Tired spectator, we've yanked our hair out too much
So in the end we swallow it, we’d rather shut our eyes
Of a gore flick and I admit the next part scares me
Of a life too short, if I really could I'd redo it
Of a gore flick, and I admit the next part scares me
Because Mama gets up early
And my enemies test me
And, between us, in the ghetto
I saw we hurt each other
Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head
Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other
But it's to keep the soul at peace
Because Mama gets up early
And my enemies test me
And, between us, in the ghetto
I saw we hurt each other
Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head
Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other
But it's to keep the soul at peace
Showed me the little bros will be lost
I saw evil spread and then stick around
I see we're lost, lost, lost, alas
Because Mama gets up early
And my enemies test me
And, between us, in the ghetto
I saw we hurt each other
Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head
Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other
But it's to keep the soul at peace
Because Mama gets up early
And my enemies test me
And, between us, in the ghetto
I saw we hurt each other
Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head
Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other
But it's to keep the soul at peace
I've walked my own road, bro
I sit down and watch
I sit down and watch
I've walked my own road, bro
I sit down and watch
I sit down and watch