“I know I can be what I wanna be if I work hard at it, I’ll be where I wanna be. I know I can …”
Daddy! You are singing our song. Do you like it?
An architect, doctor, maybe an actress
But nothing comes easy, it takes much practice
Like, I met a woman who’s becoming a star
She was very beautiful, leaving people in awe
Singing songs, Lina Horn, but the younger version
Hung with the wrong person
Got her strung on that heroin
Cocaine sniffing up drugs all in her nose…
Coulda died, so young, now looks ugly and old
No fun cause now when she reaches for hugs
People hold their breath
Cause she smells of corrosion and death.
Watch the company you keep and the crowd you bring
Cause they came to do drugs and you came to sing
So, if you gonna be the best, I’ma tell you how,
Put your hands in the air, and take a vow…” Daddy sing the chorus now.
No, it’s Peter Tosh. Here we go, 4….3….2….1…0 Everybody is crying out for peace / Nobody is crying out for justice. / I don’t want no peace / All I need is equal rights and justice.