[bad word] (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 sacrifice my life to give you my life through speakers, 
Try to do good even though I've been crossed like Jesus, 
God knows I got a good heart but my blood is filled with demons 
I'm fighting myself, believe me, 
I'm far from ignorant, Far from greedy 
If you know what [bad word] from, knew what I've been through 
You think there should have been another [bad word] 
Just like most kids, a father I did it without one [bad word] from the city, woulda x-ed you like Malcolm 
then you wonder [bad word] 
I can move in the room full of wolves so swift so smooth, 
Thank you mom for making me a man 
Let a [bad word] knock down my castle made of sand

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, reach for my hand.

Pitbull: 

I lived my whole life with the world on my shoulders, 
So I could care less what this music game throw us, 
I see them looking for them keys but they wont find them,  [bad word] from [bad word] and Ima fight 'em so ya'll should be reminded, 
My mothers past has a trap has a blind n it, 
I took I passed it, I took a pain, I made the strength, I fought the game, Do or die, 
Pitbull's the name. 
Now all I see is the future, 
Mama I love you, I salute you and no matter what happens u should know ur the reason that I'm rappin'.

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, reach for my hand.

Jamie Drastik: 
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 hustling and every day you hassle, 
Doing what you can and I'm doing what I have to, 
Throw me in the jungle and I'll show you I'm a winner,  [bad word] 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 send all the pictures of my shows through the mail 
He hit me with a letter, said: I know you'll never fail, 
So put me on a beach with a bucket and a pale.

So you try 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.