You can only see the stars when its Don Cheadle black
When the chips are down who dips and who reacts?
Folding under pressure aint get us to where we at
When all hopes lost you battle to get it back
In fact dark times are when heroes shine
Without them sour grapes there would be no wine
Let your ego dine adversity for breakfast
Zero pride in settling for less then
Fighting tooth and nail no matter who prevails
Instead of wishing on a star grab a comet by the tail
Your ship ain’t coming in then you got to make a sale
Catch the wind and make it sail and hit the ground runnin
Til ya heartbeat sound like a battle drum thumpin
Those talking bout failure aint talkin bout nothin
You may weather the storm if you don’t stop punchin
Reach for the stars and you might just touch em
