Every step i take.
Every move i make.
He's there watching over me.
You may not believe me now but you'll see.
A woman in the streets needing help but you just ignore her.
Just like Urban D me and my family are immigrants,aliens,and foreigners.
From Bronx,NY,Bayamon PR- all DA way to Tampa Florida.
So I'm calling all my foreigners.
True words were never spoken,They just keep repeating in my mind.
After the first time i heard he died for us and arose on third day.
I knew I'd never feel the same way.
With the Music in my veins and the Lord in my heart and mind.
My Goal is to stay focused all the time.
This burning sensation in my heart isn't just feeling.
It's a reminder that i have to keep on believing.
If all goes well my name will be in lights.
Everyone saying dang her music is tight.
But all i can do is pray.
That at least one thing goes my way.
That i have my friends and family to be there for me.
So i can not only believe but i can achieve.
I start to wonder what gods purpose for me is.
Will i fail or succeed?
The choice is mine.
Because not only am i bright but truly a dime.
