1989

The Year 1989 was the theme of this spontaneous impromptu song derived by Detroit's Zico Alame & Brad Lake Lyrics: Share it all on a saturday We're not afraid to let it go We're not afraid to run amongst Those whom call themselves free We won't be weighed down by the world We'll never let ourselves be labeled to a title You wake up and now it's sunday It's our day to wake up and enjoy the sun Shining on my skin Shining on my skin I don't know if the year in 1989 means any significance to most of the people in this world It just happens to be the year that Zico and myself were born We came out of the canal from A beautiful conception Let's have fun and make it like our last Should be living this way irregardless of what i say The time is now To go out and fill your dreams And never give up I said don't let the world weigh you down Don't let the world (humming) It's time to wake up and stop playing these games That we're drawn out of the 52 cards that the government deals you I'm sorry that i sound like an anarchist Or a conspiracy theorist Isn't that what they call them?