One day your story will be told Beneath the likes of your deserted fate One day they'll make you glorious One of the lucky ones who's made his name One day your story will be told Beneath the likes of your deserted fate One day they'll make you glorious One of the lucky ones who's made his name I hope you can sleep through the night, man The truth is I can't Because of you and your hype, man Quite the show All that for 19 dollars and a coat My back to the wall, a knife to my throat Scared that my life could be over with a slice Hands in my pocket, wallet out my jeans Robbed of my jacket, tangled in my sleeves Knuckles on my cheeks, steps on my spine Grunts while you punched, laughs while I cried And I cried like a child, my dignity stripped with my Parka Bet you are proud of your glorious self Now we both have a story to tell But you get to tell yours with a smile I get to see mine every night I close my eyes One day your story will be told Beneath the likes of your deserted fate One day they'll make you glorious One of the lucky ones who's made his name I hope you can sleep through the night, man The truth is I can't It all happened so fast, all I did was walk Minded my business in silence, innocent You and your boy had another plan for me And a reputation to build You could see the weakness in my steps And was right when you guessed that I was no fighter I could have been but I wasn't You took the risk, I was left bloody I was bruised while you bragged to your buddies "The weeds on me," paid with my 20 You reenact the scene for your boys Imitate my cries from punches thrown They beg, "Please tell the story once more" While I'm too afraid to walk out my front door One day your story will be told Beneath the likes of your deserted fate One day they'll make you glorious One of the lucky ones who's made his name I hope you can sleep through the night, man The truth is you have no clue I bet you don't even remember me I'm one amongst many in your memories It's hard work robbin kids of they confidence It's impossible to remember every pocket picked Every tear on the sidewalk Every kid fearin for they life, but Believe me, every one of us remember you We all try to forget but we never do We'll forever see that moment that you let us through To forgive is not something we intend to do You turned our shadows into monsters For a chain, a jacket and some dollars I hope you can sleep through the night, man Cause I can't, thanks, goodnight One day your story will be told