To me it seems you’ve lost your steamYour steam it seems you’ve lost it, lost itDemons haunt your thinking, freedom goneAnd all exhausted (exhausted)Dreaming dreams of fortune, all your deedsAre all impromptu and not in sync with lawsAnd warnings never heeded while you block themMarching forth and choosing what to keep and leaveConsistently you’re falling, all or nothingPlease I’ll tweak it out, I think I’m on to somethingNow you’re beat to pieces and the pieces and the parts are bustedAll your greatest thinking got you sinking in the rotten gutterNow its nothing left, but everything to gainNo options, so you walk the narrow steps to the domainsThat have been calling soldierAll of the resistance kept you out from what is withinIf you follow it, it rises from inside ya up and over, ALL IN!Spent half my life on a search for nothinI came up with somethingIts on again!I found myself by the river and jumped in!Its all or nothing, gotta be all inBe all in, gotta be all in, be all inYeah its all or nothing!Be all in, gotta be all in, be all inYeah its all or nothingTo make me feel rightGive me wealth and real lifeAnd then mix it together like popcorn and butter rightOver the Tapatio, sit and I talk to RioListening to music like that old Inner City GriosPretty females all in my lifeYup, that’s how it had to be so now I call one my wifeGive me my order organicI need my border HispanicI mean I love it in CaliBut out in Maui its woww-weeSo, somebody get me a ticketNo need for packing a biscuitI want more laughing and gigglingNeed more passion and wisdomGive some and take someI dont want no fake onesIf I need new friends then Ill make somePut your hands up high when I step on stageGod to my side microphone on blazeWanna be on point, brand new white shoesNeed to be in the cut, cause I paid my duesNeed to hear good news, when I make movesNeed to make music if I wanna eat foodNeed to make a meeting if I wanna stay cleanDont wanna be a dope fiendKeeping that beam up, on the back of my neckWhen I trek with a team on the road that be acting a wreckNeed a book full of hope and a bag full of toolsCombat the demons that sleep in my shoesNeed a pad and a pen to release all the painAt it again, palying the game, not staying the sameChanging the patterns of thought on a manCause Im all inIts all or nothing babyIts never, ever maybeYou think I might be crazyBut I gotta be all in!Its all or nothing babyIts never, ever maybeYou think I might be crazyBut I gotta be all in!