This goes out to the rich and poor 
I stand as a broken man 
Before we shake 
I shoulda let you know 
My hand, it's a dirty hand 
The place 
I live ain't called "Easy Street" 
Our house is a weakened sheet 
So this goes out to my strugglin' peeps 
I have a dream we get out this week 
New York, 
L.A. say a prayer for me 
Orange County, 
Queen's Bridge say a prayer for me 
A.T.L., Southeast say a prayer for me 
Manhattan, 
Hollywood say a prayer for me 
Athens, Bangkok say a prayer for me 
Queen's City, 
Long Island say a prayer for me 
Jay-ville, 
M.C. say a prayer for me [?] say a prayer for me 
I want to give my peace away 
To the many that drives the 
Escalade Cause he knows that money don't buy a home 
It takes a wife and kids where love is grown 
I think I'm really tired of these washed up plans 
To be the kind of 
Thug and all the war-street fam' 
It takes a whole lot of guts to hold onto your green 
When there are dead banks plus political swing 
I think it's 'bout time we get people in the 
House Who want to write "game" on the naysayer's mouth 
If you got the money then you understand me partly 
And if you're plain broke well, then, "Welcome to the party!" 
This goes out to the rich and poor 
I stand as a broken man 
Before we shake 
I shoulda let you know 
My hand, it's a dirty hand 
The place 
I live ain't called "Easy Street" 
Our house is a weakened sheet 
So this goes out to my strugglin' peeps 
I have a dream we get out this week 
New York, 
L.A. say a prayer for me 
A.T.L., Southeast say a prayer for me 
Manhattan, 
Hollywood say a prayer for me 
London, Hong-
Kong say a prayer for me 
Singapore, 
Germany say a prayer for me 
Mexico, Beijing say a prayer for me 
Columbia, 
Sydney say a prayer for me 
Brazil, Russia say a prayer for me 
I want to give five-hundred cups 
Of karma to the homeless on the block 
Next week lets make it half a mil' 
But they say my day dreams aren't for real 
Can you tell me a better way to make dreams? 
I know we got a world full of over-rated schemes 
I've watched a lot of people get bit then break 
Stuck up in the system with locks on their gate 
I know a lot of people who can sing this song 
Cause I wrote this for all those who don't belong 
I say we form a choir and take it to the streets 
And let the world know we gettin out this week (Dream, dream, dream boy, dream) (Dream, dream, dream girl, dream) 
If I get down 
I'll sing 
If I get scared 
I'll yell 
Well make no mistake about this 
I'm comin out of here 
This goes out to the rich and poor 
I stand as a broken man 
Before we shake 
I shoulda let you know 
My hand, it's a dirty hand 
The place 
I live ain't called "Easy Street" 
Our house is a weakened sheet 
So this goes out to my strugglin' peeps 
I have a dream we get out this week 
New York, 
L.A. say a prayer for me 
Orange County, 
Queen's Bridge say a prayer for me 
A.T.L., Southeast say a prayer for me 
Manhattan, 
Hollywood say a prayer for me 
Athens, Bangkok say a prayer for me 
Queen's City, 
Long Island say a prayer for me 
Jay-ville, 
M.C. say a prayer for me [?] say a prayer for me