ELUCIDATION
Smoke blows out the fag in his mouth and the holes in his nose
These flows tell the story of a man legend doesn´t want you to know
We go to the streets of the projects out of town
There lives a cop with a mobster hat and a trench coat brown
Visions in his head of the crimes he's seen and those inbound that will soon be found
A small kid with a ripped red shirt approaches him asking “has my mother been found”
The tears fall straight down his saddened frown as he hugs the boy tight and tells him to stay strong in the streets of gunfights, red lights and plights
The kid walks away, a glimmer of hope in his bright eyes shining larger than the moon at night
The man drives home reflecting on how he's always grateful when he gets to save a life and turn someone's day alright
Harmonizing the world at dizzy new heights
