Papa, he was gone tryna make a dime Mama kept us warm when there was no sunshine
I was busy building up a reputation Did a lot of things out of desperation
Back up on my feet, got the motivation Now I found my faith and a good vibration
* Search for you, lover, creation When you're feeling down in this place, just replace them
Keep a vision on the one you've been chasing When the time comes we'll run to the station
We've been laced with the powers of creation
So when the sun sets, you bet you must face them
Remember when we were running 'cross the nation We were living for the here and now
** You can't catch me I'll be gone by the time they come
You can't catch me The war is already won
Even though the children have sold their guns We must remember the fallen ones
Remember the fallen ones
Raised in the capital of Port-au-Prince Born with them pillars and them tenements
Papa used to run from the immigration When we got to the United Station
A teen under pressure, had to blend in Before the guitar I had to back in
