[male
vocals] (
Slow,
rhythmic
bass
line)
Prosper
Chiyota
again!
You
walk
in
the
light
of
the
morning
sun
Thinking
the
race
is
finally
won
You
stand
on
the
mountain,
you
look
at
the
view
But
you
don't
see
the
shadows
that
paved
the
way
for
you
If
you
reach
the
summit
without
a
single
scar
Yeah,
we
look
at
the
crown,
but
we
forget
the
thorns.
Heavy
is
the
heart
that
knows
the
truth.
Listen
close
now.
You
better
wonder
who
paid
the
price
for
your
star
Success
has
a
bill,
it’
s
written
in
blood
and
bone
And
believe
me
brother,
you
never
walk
that
road
alone.
For
every
win,
there’
s
a
cost
they
don't
show
Someone
was
bending
so
that
you
could
grow
The
price
of
success
is
a
heavy,
heavy
weight
Someone
else
suffered
to
open
up
the
gate
Yeah,
someone
else
suffered
to
open
up
the
gate.
Think
of
your
mother,
working
those
double
shifts
Trying
to
catch
the
pieces
when
your
spirit
drifts
Think
of
the
mentor
who
saw
what
you
could
be
When
you
were
drowning
in
a
shallow
sea
And
remember
the
you,
three
years
gone
by
Alone
in
the
dark,
with
nowhere
left
to
cry
You
stayed
in
the
room,
you
chose
not
to
quit
That’
s
where
the
foundation
of
the
throne
was
knit.
For
every
win,
there’
s
a
cost
they
don't
show
Someone
was
bending
so
that
you
could
grow
The
price
of
success
is
a
heavy,
heavy
weight
Someone
else
suffered
to
open
up
the
gate
Yeah,
someone
else
suffered
to
open
up
the
gate.
Law
one:
No
one
builds
a
house
all
alone
Ten
years
of
silence
beneath
the
corner
stone
Respect
the
foundation,
respect
the
deep
cost
Don't
forget
the
battles
that
the
silent
heroes
lost
Law
two:
Pride
is
a
tax
you
can’
t
afford
It
makes
you
forget
the
hand
that
held
the
sword
It
makes
you
mock
the
ones
who
fed
the
dream
When
you
were
nothing
but
a
ripple
in
the
stream.
For
every
win,
there’
s
a
cost
they
don't
show
Someone
was
bending
so
that
you
could
grow
The
price
of
success
is
a
heavy,
heavy
weight
Someone
else
suffered
to
open
up
the
gate
Yeah,
someone
else
suffered
to
open
up
the
gate.
Success
is
a
debt,
it’
s
a
ledger
of
tears
Accumulated
over
the
span
of
the
years
Don't
look
at
the
glory
and
hide
from
the
truth
It’
s
the
wisdom
of
age
bought
by
the
fire
of
youth
So
keep
your
head
humble,
keep
your
heart
wide
There’
s
no
room
for
vanity,
no
room
for
pride
When
you
stand
on
the
top,
look
down
at
the
ground
And
honor
the
silence
where
the
greatness
was
found.
Yeah,
someone
always
pays
it.
Don't
forget
the
bill.
Respect
the
hustle.
Respect
the
sacrifice.
One
love,
keep
it
humble. (
Fade
out
with
steady
bass
and
echo)