[Chorus] I never thought that we would ever get this way I never thought that we would ever see this day Of the billion people that could've took your place You found your way, somehow someway [Verse 1] I get this good feeling from soul and mind When I listen to these beats I complete my rhymes For black folks brown, yellow, vanilla Like “안녕하세요” Kero One “입니다” Hey! turn it up on the bus in the car Your homes, cell phones to wherever you are The revolution is here, solution is near Communicate with the rhythm ‘till my vision is clear Where love is the answer, flowing from above Pumping through my soul, controlling like a drug And it doesn't matter what they say Strive for righteous, we'll make it Touching lives, wherever we go As I give you my all, cause we reap what we sew And together, we play on wax or CD Downloaded digitally, or spun on LP It's amazing how you found me Or did I find you? hah! you astound me [Chorus] [Verse 2] And I remember, when they use to ask me What you want to be when you grow out of your acme? Lawyer, doctor or maybe an athlete? PhD? Masters? live forever happily? Well.. “I never thought that we would ever get this way” From b.s.'n professions on resumes To using mathbooks as pillows to rest my brain Plus, entertained me when cla** was lengthy Plenty you brought me when kids did mock me Saying, “Kero's a nerd, straight introvert” Now irony's eyeing me all over the earth Reciting my words from third worlds to suburbs Country sides where the vibe's preferred To big city living where the pace is absurd Traveling places, I never ever thought I'd see Who would have thought you'd be A part of my life the two of us you and me [Chorus] [Verse 3] Sometimes I wonder about our future and all We find ourselves fighting, when money's involved I wish it were care free like when we were small Enjoying your company comfortably without faults But those bills keep punching me, constantly Knocking my wind, caught in a pinch, haunting me So I had to prostitute you You stood strong, game face on I salute you But look what happened, clients refused to Pay for your play and this way they got use to But it was good promoting your a** though They saw you had curves while it hurt our cash flow A starving artist with your heart in my la**o Free ninety nine or a dime we'll last yo You stuck around even when I was a**hole I gave you my all, ‘cause you were so special Ma**age you melodies without getting s**ual No need to cuss at ya, I keep it professional Check my decibels, no need to yell Spit it smooth, it ain't hard to tell.. [Chorus]