Walking on the streets I`m watching them Hearing their heart beat I`m feeling them Their fast steps and angry eyes I`m putting them In everything i despise I`m leaving them In my mind without a thought to share That it is them What society did to them,to say i cannot dare Routine eats them Every step they take is a memory of yesterday I forget them While I’m going on my own imperfect way I cannot show them That to freedom there is a harder road I cannot help them With my words as my gun,my method,my sword I`m cannot...