I SEE PEOPLE WORKING,BLAMING THEIR OWN FATE AND HOPING FOR A BRIGHT FUTURE.
IF YOU MAKE FUN OF THEM,THY SAY YOU TIME IS A TEACHER.
THEY ARE FILLED WITH CONFIDENCE
BUT THEY TASTE DOMINANCE
THEY JUST WANT TO PLAY A FAIR GAME,
NOW,THEY CANT BLAME.
THEY HAVE NO HOME
THEY ARE COMPELLED TO ROME.
YOU TRY TO FLAUNT WITH MONEY
BUT THEY KNOW WORTH OF EVERY PENNY.
THEY LIVE WITH STREET DOGS,
INSIDE THEY ARE UNDERDOGS
FOR YOU LOVE IS AN EMOTION
FOR THEM LOVE IS A COMMOTION
THEY DON'T EXPECT CLAPS,
BUT YOU MAKE THEM TO TAP AND TAG THEM AS FAILURES
THEY WORK HARD IN DAYLIGHT,
ALL THEY WANT TO BE IN LIMELIGHT
AFTER ALL THIS,THEY JUST SMILE
CAUSE THEY KNOW TOMORROW THEY NEED TO WALK AN EXTRA MILE