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This Is My Time!

My destiny..? is preordained & wont be denied
No matter how many times I fail, I gots to keep on trying!
I know...pressure can bust a pipe, but it also can make a diamond.
Enduring lifes' atrocities...gots me striving & shining.
Shining..?, only to be the best...that I truely can be.
Some talked down...some hated...but mostly?, they disbelieved!
As if I couldn't dream, & turn those dreams into a reality.
A man strenght can only be measured, if he over comes his adversities!
Over achiever?, yes!, cuz luck doesn't apply to me.
Becuz, I could've been a Bookie!, who was eradicated by life complacncies!
Wasn't me, so I chose another path.
But, in order to embrace my future?, I most 1st know my past.
The past of hurt!, destruction!, & drugs!
Some one tell me why?, 
when black men get money we profess to be thugs!
Entities..? with out a cause, loving just to momentarily ball!
But, with no stability, it's a long , detrimental, & inevitable fall!
Acrophobia..?, we'll die before we hit ground!
Reflecting on our short comings, only to realize we were the ulimate clown!
Asking God to bless me, so I might be a blessing.
Can't forget where I come from, learning from my trials & tribulations.
Gotta be different!, choose a route that's never been chose.
Can't be of this world, yearning for snatch, cars, & clothes.
But, the road of knowledge, cuz I desire to win!
& sleeping on my dreams?, will be the climax of all my mortal sins!
Introspection...looking deep, only to see the real picture.
Praying to God as I take that 1st step, cuz I refuse to be a wisher.
Cuz, man might not get all that he pays for in life,
but he must pay for all that he gets.
& knowing that life don't give a squat about a brother,
motivates my spirit!
Motivation, desire, & plus with a dream.
knowing i'll over come:,
gots me feeling like Malcom Little & Dr. Martin Luther King!
Becuz, it's mind over matter & if I don't mine,
it shol doesn't matter.
Have you ever seen a brother come from nothing, make something, 
& climb his way all the way up that tiresome ladder?
Well, it's a 1st time for every thing, & my gift..?, is truely my mind!
I'm claiming 2008, mark my words...This is My Time!!!

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