[Akir:] The world we live in, requires us to develop this ego It defends us from criticism and hides our insecurities And we wear this facade as a badge of pride so long That we forget what's truly underneath It's the points where we at our loneliest and darkest moments That it becomes apparent, there's still, so much Dead or alive I will survive, yo I'm tried and true Trials that you get through and tribulations that'll send you To the nuthouse, big house or dirt dig'd out of the earth And headstone just to honor your worth (just to honor your worth) Engraved with your birthdate and models poppin bottles at the bar A big car that we brawl over, the way it's are We gettin over even classy in the Range Rover He feels threatened, protectin his thoughts as a soldier The older we grow, the more sober gets old The high, of adrenaline barely compares to modern medicine Then again if we lived like we supposed to Smokin chronic, drinkin tonic out in Acapulco, you say "Let's go" But it would probably drive us loco, enough to go postal Fuck around and have a choke-hold on a local Until you see the po-po, I'd say the system definitely hope so There's so much that's in my soul, yo [X2:] So much we need to know, so much we need to blow So much that we need to show, so much that it's in my soul So much we need to grow, so much we'll never fold So much that a nigga owe, so much that it's in my soul So much... [Piano plays to the end]