[Kelly Rowland]
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

[Pitbull]
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

[Kelly Rowland]
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

[Pitbull]
(Woo!)
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´

[Kelly Rowland]
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

[Jamie Drastik]
Look..
I´m from the home of the spinners, the winners, The Big Apple
Came down at South Beach to build a new castle
Every day I´m hustelin´ and every day you hassle
Doin´ what you can and I´m doin´ what I have to
Throw me in the jungle and I´ma show you I´m a winna
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 I´ll never switch up

This is for my brother, two, three who 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

[Kelly Rowland]
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