Texty:
For Our Hero Tell Em They Re Dreaming

, bitter, bitter, pill iwanttostayyoungwithyou. Bedtime boys singing silly ploys - Anything for a shot at the big time Or a little nightlife through our veins So waste your wishes on weightless dreams

-ck hoes off trial and error just a small time n-gga, big city hustle glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell these were our heroes, strictly for them zero's for

heating vents I'll try to come back for my family before the poison feeding commence but if I should exhaust God's patience on *someone* better take my place nigga tell 'em

learn so slow and heroes, they come and they go and leave us behind as if we're s'pposed to know why Why do we give up our hearts to the past

on. That girl was 5 years old that they just murdered, And did some wicked shit to her that was unheard of, You fuckin coward. Ain't gotta tell em' go

, Our living testament. We dream aloud, We scream and shout. Our courage will defeat them. Our struggle will unite us. Our wisdom is ourselves, Our resources our own, Our

hum to my song Singing like they were for her, but they were for the blur No longer, but we working, premature, immature She's unsure, I'm for sure,

you're black you get life, but if you're white you're on trial Ain't nuttin to it, just like that chump Charles Stewart They're always claimin, that