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Getting Back Up

The undebatable policy I put above any pride Is I would rather be hated for honesty Than be loved for my lies 'Cause see, to me in these matters It is the sanctity of battle that matters More than my love for the prize I wouldn't call it a code of honor It's just a part of the code I honor And I'll admit my loyalties tilt I'm one of the furthest there is from perfect That's my admission of guilt So you can judge me to any verdict But just like a story isn't the same if you've only heard it And you can't teach a lesson until you've learned it Just like creating the wheel doesn't make it real Until you've learned how to turn it My words were only a sentence Until I finally served it Got busted putting trust in the undeserving Put in the cuffs by the bluffs of vermin Sent to rot on the bottom without a hope of returning But instead of losing all hope and just burning I went deeper and touched down, Went for and got me that conversion And now I'm back on the attack At the epitome of determined.

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