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(Interlude) Not a game, give me a break and Lord it be, why is this happening? Seem to be a common thing As we climb the steps of dreams All need to satisfy deep desires, step in the fire It's the name of the game No pain no gain is the claim to fame (Verse) As black people success we admire Desire the entire and believe every liar We ain't owners, we consumers and buyers Running on rims not tiers In my neighborhood everything higher For the court played Robin Hood, be the supplier Times are dire, minds enquire It's like blamin the fire department for the fire (Interlude) We all can achieve the American dream Just ask the police, believe in justice Things can always be worse than they seem, yea You got to strive for as long as you creeping Before when things get hard Raise your hand and keep over line Songtexte (Verse) Yo, don't do a stupid move Stop worrying bout who is who, doing you , screwing you, subduing you Through and through, life is less than a tennis shoe First it's me, then it's you Look at the world from a better view From my position and point of view You could point at me, I could point at you Then take away more from the many and less from the few (Outro) You must believe everything will be alright Keep the gaze on your husband on the sky Now that all of the paintin field will pass you by Just rest assure yea Everything will be alright, alright It'll be alright, be alright Yes it is, rest assure yea Aus Songtexte Mania