I used to think that nice was good.
Until i see everybody else acting cruel...

The road of life can bump you off path.
Lead you down a one way crooked street...

When you lose everything you have.
Everything you have worked for...

When you got money dont feel special.
Because as soon as the stocks drop...

I hear about war going on.
And kids dying on the streets of hunger...

Please don't judge it ain't right.
It will just lead us into a fight...

Willing to work no matter what it takes.
Our lives depend on work...

Words are like bullets from guns.
When they hit you they can hurt you...

You called me up yesterday.
It came as a shock...

I wish i could change my life.
Instead of the ups and downs...

Twisting and turning.
Running through people's houses...

I dream of climbing a ladder up to heaven.
I walk around in the clouds...