Castle Made of Sand - Pitbull ft. Kelly Rowland, JMS TMS

So you tried to believe

In the castle made of sand

When it falls to the sea and your feet can't find dry land

Reach for my hand

I'd sacrifice my life to give you my life through speakers

I try to do good, even though I've been crossed like Jesus

God knows I got a good heart

But my blood's filled with demons, I'm fighting myself, hah

Believe me, I'm far from lingering, far from ready

If you knew where I come from, knew what I've been through

You'd think there should have been another outcome

Just like most kids, a father, I did it without one

Come from the city where they'll X you like Malcolm

Then you wonder how come

I can move in a room full of wolves so swift, so smooth

Thank you, Mom, for making me a man

Let a motherfucker knock down my castle out of sand

So you tried to believe (To believe)

In the castle made of sand

When it falls to the sea and your feet can't find dry land

Reach for my hand, reach for my hand

I lived my whole life with the world on my shoulders

So I couldn't care less what this music game throws us

I see them looking for the keys, but they won't find 'em

I come from struggle, I'm a fighter, must she be reminded?

My mother's past has her trapped, has her blinded

But I took her past, I took her pain

I made it strength, I fought the game, do or die

Pitbull's the name, now all I see is the future

Mom, I love you, I salute ya and no matter what happens

Just know you're the reason that I'm rappin'

So you tried to believe (To believe)

In the castle made of sand

When it falls to the sea and your feet can't find dry land

Reach for my hand, reach for my hand (Look)

I'm from the home of the spitters, the winners, The Big Apple

Came down to South Beach to build a new castle

Every day I'm hustlin' and every day you hassle

Doin' what you can and I'm doin' what I have to

Throw me in the jungle and I'll show you I'm a winner

I'm coming out with dinner and wearing a chinchilla

I did it for my town to show 'em the big picture

Pit hit the switch, I promise to never switch up

This is for my brother, took three and went to jail

I'm sending all the pictures of my shows through the mail

He hit me with a letter, said, "I knew you'd never fail"

So put me on the beach with a bucket and a pail

So you tried to believe (To believe)

In the castle made of sand

When it falls to the sea and your feet can't find dry land

Reach for my hand, reach for my hand