L-T - Same Cry lyrics

[Intro: L.T.] We may look different, but we see the same sky We may see different, but we cry the same cry [Jin] To wake up daily, and sleep better nights That's what we all wish for, to seek a better life - right? It's unfortunate when tragedy strikes But the truth is, reality bites June 4th, '89, a day residents fear Now known as the ma**acre at Tiananmen Square The day I turned seven, they were mournin' and grievin' Thousands of innocents died for what they believed in Armed with nothin' but heart and a point to prove Stood in front of tanks and refused to move What would you do? Run or stand still? When there are lives on the line and to test a man's will Seeking change and they found it, but in d**h Strangers, yet they were my blood and flesh This happened in China, but you ain't gotta be Asian to relate To the struggle, pain, and heartache So [Hook: L.T.] You'll never know You'll never get it There is no choice We can't forget it We look up We see the same sky We look up We cry the very same cry [Jin] See I'm a grown man It hurts when I turn on the news to see what's going on in my homeland The SARS epidemic could have been lies Could have stand for, "Should Asians Really Survive?" They'll try anything to break your family apart Politics will break down the manliest heart Can the child within my heart rise above? If there's billion of us, I shouldn't have to look for love Overpopulation, but damn just the meet the needs It's illegal to have more than one seed How can you dictate birth, regardless to women? And the parents, they make the hardest decisions Sons keep the family name - so that's not an option Imagine being forced to put your daughter up for adoption And even though it's beyond your control Keep your head up, here's a song for your soul [Hook] [Jin] If you don't know where you came from You can't get to where you trying to go Ain't no denying so It's true - I got some big shoes to fill But if I don't lead the movement, then who will? Stuck between a rock and a hard place Thinking about the refugees that went to see God's face Sixteen-thousand miles across the ocean tides Some died, some got lucky and survived I wouldn't call it luck - they reached their destination Modern day slavery without the plantation Them sneakers on your feet cost a hundred a pop My people's making fifty cents a day at sweatshops To make them kicks so you can look good You think we open restaurants cause we cook good? Hell no, we ain't got no choice I gotta speak up - without me, my people have no voice [Hook 2X]