[male vocals] Yeah,
check
the
mic,
one
two
Just
looking
at
the
landscape
Street
stories,
you
know
how
it
go
Listen
close
The
sun
rises
heavy
over
the
concrete
maze
Another
morning
lost
in
a
hollow
haze
Prices
climbing
higher
than
the
skyline
view
Every
single
feeling
nothing
but
the
dew
The
young
men
standing
on
the
corners
of
the
block
Watching
all
the
hours
pass
upon
the
ticking
clock
We
looking
for
a
light
in
a
tunnel
made
of
doubt
Trying
to
find
a
way
to
let
the
spirit
scream
out
The
promises
are
whispered
like
a
ghost
in
the
rain
But
we
are
the
ones
who
carry
all
the
weight
and
the
pain
We
hungry
for
the
truth
in
a
world
full
of
lies
Looking
for
the
fire
hidden
deep
in
our
eyes
We
keep
on
walking
through
the
fire
and
the
rain
Trying
to
heal
the
scars
and
to
wash
away
the
stain
It
is
the
rhythm
of
the
city
that
keeps
us
alive
We
are
the
ones
who
are
struggling
to
survive
Yeah,
we
rise
with
the
morning,
we
stand
in
the
sun
The
journey
is
long
but
we
have
only
just
begun
It
is
the
pulse
of
the
nation,
the
beat
of
the
street
Finding
our
rhythm
in
the
heat
of
the
beat
The
headlines
flashing
neon
in
the
middle
of
the
night
Another
conversation
about
who
is
holding
the
light
But
talk
is
getting
cheap
when
the
bellies
stay
thin
And
everybody
wondering
where
the
future
begins
I
see
the
brother
grinding
just
to
get
a
little
bread
With
a
thousand
heavy
worries
hanging
over
his
head
We
are
the
generation
caught
between
the
deep
blue
Trying
to
make
a
way
for
the
people
we
knew
No
room
for
the
static,
no
room
for
the
fear
We
are
the
voice
that
the
silence
gonna
hear
Whatever
happens
tomorrow,
we
stand
on
our
feet
Moving
to
the
tempo
of
the
concrete
beat
We
keep
on
walking
through
the
fire
and
the
rain
Trying
to
heal
the
scars
and
to
wash
away
the
stain
It
is
the
rhythm
of
the
city
that
keeps
us
alive
We
are
the
ones
who
are
struggling
to
survive
Yeah,
we
rise
with
the
morning,
we
stand
in
the
sun
The
journey
is
long
but
we
have
only
just
begun
It
is
the
pulse
of
the
nation,
the
beat
of
the
street
Finding
our
rhythm
in
the
heat
of
the
beat
Can
you
hear
the
sound
of
the
pavement
calling?
Can
you
see
the
stars
while
the
curtain
is
falling?
We
are
the
heartbeat,
we
are
the
sound
Rising
from
the
dust
of
this
holy
ground
No
looking
back
now,
the
road
is
ahead
With
nothing
but
the
visions
and
the
words
that
we
said
We
keep
on
walking
through
the
fire
and
the
rain
Trying
to
heal
the
scars
and
to
wash
away
the
stain
It
is
the
rhythm
of
the
city
that
keeps
us
alive
We
are
the
ones
who
are
struggling
to
survive
Yeah,
we
rise
with
the
morning,
we
stand
in
the
sun
The
journey
is
long
but
we
have
only
just
begun
It
is
the
pulse
of
the
nation,
the
beat
of
the
street
Finding
our
rhythm
in
the
heat
of
the
beat
Yeah,
keep
your
head
up
It
is
just
the
rhythm
Keep
moving,
keep
grooving
The
city
never
sleeps
And
neither
do
we
Stay
strong,
yeah