(Isam)] It all with the early morn' prayer A humble peace to the angels on each of my Before I seize the sun, one kiss hit the sky God is great! I'm probably the happiest kid on the to lace this rhyme in time Ran through them The kid with the curls got the beat Trying to explain the world how I'm so mainstream 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 Inspiration through the way I live Remember the I.S.A.M How can it be, Bachiri is the fam My outlandmoro is the
Walk the plank, no half stepping, ya running out of World is yours kid, sure mine Gotta get yours, gotta get Wise up or get shot, trying to the line
(Lenny)]
De nuevo Haciendolo, El Para retornar a lo El pan es mi trabajo el yo nunca esquivo El es mi trofeo Y vez me exijo mas sudor, mas esfuerzo para Martinez ideas Todo se puede y elevar A un escano en lo alto los simples dan sus pasos
Here we are Doing it, us The To return to The bread represents the work, witch I never turn my on The is my trophy And every time I ask my for, more sweat, more effort To crops ideas Everything can be and be elevated To a higher in the sky Where the people take their footsteps
(Waqas)]
Meet me way on the bridge 'cause I'm half way home the land of nasty drums dirty dollars and chromes Only time people popping their collars to the heat out Your shit ain't clean then your feet out Uh yeah it's outlandmoro We all about bread and barrels of Simple things we outta our eyes to You recognize me I'll you But if not who despise who? Uh yeah we all wanna conquer stairs Most of us not prepared I can see you Cause 5 a day I'm on rehab, but still I bounce back Somehow it's like
Uhh let it I ya by my side Feel the most I thank you for this
Along, the way Might once or twice you at the end of the day I see your light