“So one time for my disillusioned artists, I hear ya Two times for the kid that air-guitars in the mirror Three times for the 9-to-5-in' bus ridin' dudes And four times for my dreamers, yo I'm just like you That's why I sing for my queens with their own pair of wings My brothers flyin' beside me, drama behind me Mama tried to find me, she inquired emphatically I was in the sky with all these other ghetto kids, defying gravity, uh” TwoKidsArtistThreeBehindsFourAirSkyBrotherLike YouDramaMirrorsWingsGuitarQueensMy BrotherPairsBusDreamerOne TimeGravityThree TimesFind MeMamaGhettoDisillusionedDefyingDefying GravityAir Guitar Author:Danny Denzongpa
