Artist: Jin f/ L.T. Album: The Rest is History Song: Same Cry Typed by: xInstinctx@msn.com [Intro: L.T.] We may look different, but we see the same sky We may see different, but we cry the same cry [Jin] The wake up daily, a sleep better nights That's what we all wish for, to seek a better life - right? It's unfortunate when tragedy strikes But the truth is, reality bites Just 4th 89, a day residents fear Now know as The Massacre Head Tenement Square The day I turned seven they were moaning' and grieving' Thousands of innocents died for what they believed in Come with nothin' but heart and a point to prove Stood in front of tanks and refused to move Well whatcha do? Run or stand still And their lights on the line and test a man's will Seekin' changin' and they found it, but in death Strange is, that they wore my blood in flesh This happened in China, but you ain't gotta be Asian to relate To this struggle, pain and hard ache So [Chorus: L.T.] You'll never know you'll never get it There is no choice we can't forget it We look up we see the same sky We look up we cry the very same cry [Jin] See I'm a grown man It hurts when I turn on the news to see what's going on in my homeland The SARS epidemic could have been lies Could have stand for Should Asians Really Survive They'll try anything' to break your family apart Politics are break down a millions heart Can a child within my heart rise above? If there is billion of us I shouldn't have to look for love Over-population, but damn just the meat the need It's illegal to have more than one seed How can you dictate birth regardless the women? And the parents, they make the hardest decisions Sons keep the family name - so that's not an option Imagine being forced to put your daughter up for adoption And even though is beyond your control Keep your head up; here is a song for your soul [Chorus] [Jin] If you don't know where you came from You can't get to where you trying to go Ain't no denying so It's true - I got some big shoes to fill But if I don't lead the movement, than who will? Stuck between the rock and a hard place Thinking about the refugees that went to see God's face Sixteen-thousand miles across the ocean tides Some died, some got lucky and survived I wouldn't call it luck - they reached their destination Modern day slavery without the plantation Them sneakers on your feet cost a hundred a pop My people's making fifty cent a day at sweatshops To make them kicks so you can look good You think we open restaurants 'cause we look good? Hell no, we ain't got no choice I gotta speak up, without me my people have no voice [Chorus 2X]