(Isam)] It all begins with the early prayer A humble peace to the on each of my shoulders I seize the sun, one kiss gon' hit the sky God is great! I'm probably the happiest kid on the Trying to lace this rhyme in Ran them streets The brown kid with the got the beat Trying to explain the whole world how I'm so me sell-out Down with the growing religion Down the fastest growing industry in this business I how I live Ain't have a reason to give through the way that I live Remember the I.S.A.M How hard can it be, is the fam My outlandmoro is the
Walk the plank, no half stepping, ya out of time World is yours kid, sure mine Gotta get yours, gotta get up or get shot, trying to cross the line
(Lenny)]
De estamos Haciendolo, El Para retornar a lo El pan es mi trabajo el cual yo nunca El es mi trofeo Y cada vez me exijo mas sudor, mas para cosecha ideas Todo se puede y elevar A un escano en lo alto Donde los simples dan sus
Here we are it, taking us The To return to The bread represents the work, witch I never my back on The is my trophy And every time I ask my self for, more sweat, more To crops ideas Everything can be overcome and be To a higher in the sky Where the common people their footsteps
(Waqas)]
Meet me half way on the 'cause I'm half way home From the land of drums dirty dollars and chromes Only time people their collars to keep the heat out Your shit clean then keep your feet out Uh yeah it's outlandmoro We all about bread and barrels of Simple things we outta our eyes to You me I'll recognize you But if not who will despise Uh yeah we all wanna them stairs of us not prepared I can see you scared Cause 5 a day I'm on rehab, but still I bounce back Somehow like that
Uhh let it I ya by my side Feel the kind I you for this life
Along, the way Might fall once or you at the end of the day I will see your