The weather is changin´ the tables are turnin´ It´s time for some healin´ For rythm and meanin´
To stop all this killing the guns and the bleeding Like shadows on cellings With invisible feelings
Poor rightess ah teachin´ More truth than ya´preachin´ So holla some wisdom The young need some vision No colours in prison But that´s not a reason To give up the fight Do it loud when you´re speaking
Wild world wild world
All the troubles and the drzizles are heavy material
We beat the track down yes very sensational To count on me for that you can be very sure Help you release your mind Open up your very own doors
So we keep on a positive mind´a And we forward in the future in the grind´a I´m tired tellin´people keep your garde up Mi just wanna chill and make the music make a big fuss