[Hook: John Givez]
You may have more than the options
More than the options that were put in front of
You may have more than a half-life
More than your past life
Don't be afraid to make a move
Stand up, move, hands up, move
No matter what don't be afraid to move
Stand up, move, hands up, move
No matter what don't be afraid to...

[Verse 1: Ruslan]
Be done scrambling and looking for that pot of gold
Sweating what they ain't saying about me in them articles
All my folks jetting, tired of consuming them particles
From mediocre ogres, Dream Junkies we the honor roll
On a roll beyond conical, teaching y'all to honor code
Raps is like esé's, got me hollering out vamanos
Killing on them dominoes, hold up
You thought theBREAX was over after the Never Arrive Chronicles?
Back as the Dream Junkies
Now whether you facing your favorite rappers favorite rappers Yeah, that's a true statement
And some keep sleeping while others awaken
Up from they slumber, then going on vacation
Ain't fronting it's so amazing, the love of seeing the nation
Who thought rap was ever paying for me to feel this embracement
They told me I couldn't do it, them suckas is knowing nathing
Domesticated with aprons, lifting 'em while they aching
Keep witnessing true greatness but their response is still latent

[Hook]

[Verse 2: John Givez]
Prove, I could show you a blind man with a frying pan
Inside of his hand and his plan is to make you chime in
Then you climb into the invisible visual
Of living individuals that's living without vision, just feel me
All my children red, yellow and black and white
We all precious up in His sight, with the pressure up on our side
And I've probably said that before in another important rhyme
But recycling truth is something that I'ma do all the time
Now I define a time and chapter
Give me some space I'll show you what's the matter
These dudes in the faith is afraid to make it scatter
Cause who knows just what could happen
If masses embrace the patterns of a 33 year old, Nazarene hero
Who got up out His city and moved like Kimbo Slice
Bobbin' and weavin' through opposition of peace
In nobody but the Father in heaven
Simply a blessing, be cool
Heh, that was kinda cool actually

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ruslan]
I'm on my sophisticated, hate it cause they wish they made it
Kings Dream team lean mean, regardless we take it
Don't get too paranoid in your down time (why)
Cause conspiracy theories can't be heard in sound minds
They never had thought that my people could move and take us this far
We never thought these little boys would cry and take it so hard
Regardless of what we had started departed the moment is here
So we done with the ignorance
Done with the games and we done with the fear
And I'm done with the lames, done with the fame
Done with the dumb ego, done all the same
Done with the dungeon that's stunned in my brain
Done with the talking, I'm done with the phrase
That'll get done tomorrow, done with the waste of my time
Done with the cage of my mind
Done with this phase of my life, I'm done now
I'm done now