I get a little weak sometimes. Teach me the way, night and day. . Oh, I'm under pressure, man, I'm under pressure. Been tryna walk it out I keep ended up a stretcha'.
When it's all said and done. You and I are the lucky ones. We fought many. And we'll fight the night until we see the sun. We are the lucky ones. We are the lucky ones.
Carlos was born in killer Cali, was walkin' down an alley. He caught a bullet in his head that left him bleeding badly. He lost everything at that moment except for his life.
I feel the pressure breaking down. Nowhere to go, nowhere to be found. When all the pressure's breaking me down. I feel you calling me even more. And when my heart can't take no more.