One Man Can Change The World (Remix)

[Verse 1: KUZGUN]
We used to ride our trikes on the same drive that had a shootout every night
When we got back home, there was either no food on the table or no lights
Murder capital, 11 per day, where capital is the most common thing they'd murder for
I have to keep working for it until there ain't nothing to be working for
I was knee-deep in pressure so I made diamonds out of coal
How can I say I made it out if I ain't changed the globe?
We all dreamed of being either drug dealers or soccer stars
The kids that didn't speak much wanted to let their choppers talk
We alive just to suffer, but to survive means you found meaning through it
And whatever you do, you'll own it if you can set your mind to it
I only learned to get it on my own
At 9, staring at the ceiling, don't know what for, but I'd always hope
I promised mama, never again will we be broke
That's the realest thing I'd ever known
I knew my granddad was an angel in disguise
But now he up, he's an angel in the skies

[Hook: John Legend]
I hope you learn to make it on your own
And if you love yourself, just know you'll never be alone
I hope that you get everything you want and that you chose
I hope that it's the realest thing that you ever know
Hope you get the pretty girls that's pretty at everything
Million dollar cribs, havin' million dollar dreams
And when you get it all, just remember one thing
Remember one thing, that one man could change the world
That one man could change the world

[Verse 2: JC Assassin]
One man could change the world, but the world can't change me
Murder capital on your capital one and you paid me
Debt in death, it's destined, the dawn cracks over daily
Chains on the crowbar, you open the shackles of slavery
Capitalized within my acrobatic afterlife
Appetite on levels of another sacrifice
Every sacrifice we did always led out to poverty
Poverty Joe Budden coming back from the prodigy
Playing Prodigy and Havoc, yeah, that shit was infamous
Bought the clean version cause the cussing wasn't innocent
My momma said if I listen to it too much, I'm turning into it
I was already the one I was avoiding, that's not an incident
Streets looking better than they did on the television set
You could make it out of the hood if you have the intellect
Nowadays more motherfuckers worried bout shit on internet
I worry about the gangs coming back to kill me in the silhouettes
I tried to trap myself in my house so they couldn't annihilate
Age was only 7 and we were under the bed in hideaway
The man holding the gun saw my face and broke down in tears
I wouldn't be able to understand his pain in a thousand years
He dropped to his knees and pleaded to the OG
G-O-D, he dropped the Ruger and was crying sorry
He just wanted some food for his family, they were homeless
The cops killed him as he was praying, family condolence

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