The third always speaks the unspeakable words.

Burnin' churches, fearin' God, Who can be so cruel, We all ignorant to AIDS, Till it happens to you.

Trust me I never lose. Either I win or learn from it

So many other things for us to see, Things to be, Our history so full of tragedy and misery.

I don't see myself being special; I just see myself having more responsibilities than the next man. People look to me to do things for them, to have answers.

I just don't know how to deal with so many people giving me that much affection. I never had that in my life.

We all gonna die, we bleed from similar veins.