when i get older
i will bestronger
they'll call me freedom
just like a wavin flag
when i get older
i will be stronger
they'll call me freedom
just like a wavin flag
and then it goes back
and then it goes back
and then it goes back
ahhho ahhho ahhho
born to a throne
stronger than rome
but violent prone
poor people zone
but its my home
all i have known
where i got grown
streets we would roam
out of the darkness
i came the farthest
among the hardest survive
learn form these streets
it can be bleak
accept no defeet
surrender retreat
(so we struggling)
fighting to eat
(and we wondering)
when we will be free
so we patiently wait
for that faithful day
its not far away
but for now we say
when i get older
i will be stronger
they'll call me freedom
just like a wavin flag
and then…