City skies, they can't hide
dreams can't be seized from our minds
freedom's meaning locked inside (things you can't buy)
Night of fights, you can't hide
empty streets no one outside
infamous eyes can't hide anymore.
We speak in the name:
of the angry, the wayward, the brave
(in the name who fought back)
People beaten by cops, people against the cage
of the people they hate, that must strive to achieve anything.
Ya we speakin' by those who do need respect.
Don't kneel to the world or be slave in your homeland
they shot to those who protest, reward who lost himself
spread this word of wisdom, keep tight of your respect!
We do drugs, they can't hide
real narcotics are inside
we secrete them within our sleepless nights.
Days of fights, they will try
to keep silent & keep quite
they wil not withhold us anymore, that's what we'll do.
I wanna thank every of you, who got my back out there.
I won't kneel, I'm wayward one.
I'll do my best but I want RESPECT.