Verse 1 : What's the difference between us, we were born in this world, the same exact place no change in the face of the earth. What's the point of talking if we gone hate each other when one finds a gun, and we now we start k**ing each other. I think it's best to respect each other and while we still see each other It's going way one way or another. I'm sick of seeing these people arguing everyday, now my head hurts over the yelling, and now one man gets tired of the selling, so now he decides to rob a store, it's a two eleven. What's even worse we can't even make a difference when people start doing d** on a whole new level, it feels like it's endless,and it's becoming so relentless to a**ess the sickness of the essence. Now I see these corrupt cops going out k**ing us, and it's amazing what a gun and badge can do, cause when they shoot at you, it's gets on the news it will feel like it's all meant to confuse. Now they want to blame us for something that wasn't intended to do, how f**ed up is this world, no one has a clue. See all this hate creates a tension of sadness, now one person k**s himself it turns into madness. I remember how it used to be when people looked at us as brothers and sisters which was the time to be, but is it a coincidence or a difference? Time to start making a difference to feel the essence of a presence
Hook : It's a difference between us, we only people can you see us? We all equal not evil. But our difference will never chance us. ( never change us )
Verse 2 : I still don't know what's the difference, people don't look at each other the same anymore, why are we so different? Is it the racist tension, or global defecation? And don't leave out the building of a new generation, that I had to mention. We on the ground level, take me in I'll be on the other side, asking for the devil, c mon bruh does everyone need to leave time for the ride we all just gonna die. But I'm a rebel in the atmosphere trying to find my way out here. Take the blame out of the people, and find out who really cares. I never get to lay down and relax when so many words in my ears are stating down the facts, but facts aren't all truth, you just gotta be you and whether you believe in something it's up to the rest to find the clue to reach upon the sky to reach the worlds within you. And only time will tell of how long I have to take a rest, when we still struggling to see the future, that's something I still need to a**ess and in distress it's just another test to see any more differences or more coincidence? It is what it is, peace and love is all business
Hook : It's a difference between us, we only people can you see us? We all equal not evil. But our difference will never chance us. ( never change us )
Interlude : Time to see the differences. Time to see what we value the most in order to treat each other as real humans to see the real aspects of life. Making a difference within our minds is real, and starting positive conversions is truth, start building more encounters to make a difference in this world
Verse 3 : But you know what it takes to make more value in a way, is to start opening your eyes and to see the real differences aren't exactly the cost and the pay. It takes sk** and conscious to treat others with respect, and don't forget to keep your enemy's close to you, you got to put them in check. I still see no difference between us cause we still live in the same world, although brothers still got guns blasting, we still here trying to reach the truth while we running around in a swirl. Still can a man like me get a little peace, my mind is doing too much time, I still need to find a way to gather these kids and find a way to teach. People still beating us up like we little baby's grown in the street, no one is a believer that's why the others just let us be. They got a snitch on every street corner to tell the corrupt cops to come over, now it starts all over, arrest us the same, look at us the same, try to contest I bet they act like they from the wall of fame. But it's really the wall of shame, arresting the wrong brotha, now you got to explain. But you proven innocent anyway, before even guilt became the verdict to build the pain. But I got all the pain, now I'm thinking in my mind, we just all the same. Drugs are alcohol worst enemy, it becomes the devil inside me. While I'm here trying to change, over differences is what decapitates our criminal ways. I never once committed a crime, and I prefer to keep it that way, before I get mistaken for the wrong person, oh sh** why did you let the real guy get away? But do you see the difference, or is it just me. Deep down inside we the same color and we are all meant to be ( the same man within us )