They say we'll win the prize yet proves lies of what lies
Who would care to live till love if love is not there to bare
Mine 5 to five yours uptown split
Level ten to thrive
I have a dream but dim is it not
For what a life we live in
Do you care to judge or are you just the bulge ready to indulge...
First he said I will not bear for I was worth the despair
He only seek to place me there because I was less of a care
But no, Black is grace
and high up we embrace
Are we blinded by the light and so on heading us to our demise?
Well I guess we'll never know
what we need to know