Fight Till the End

fight till the end I can't sleep at night cos responsibility is a score to win the high ways knows my shadow cos laziness is never an excuse for the youth got to grow if a man is not alone then survival can never be a nonexistence issue in a needy world a hustler wish to stop struggling only but one day but until then he oath to fight to the end fight to the end I can't rest in a day cos the battle is hot out there the victors are few among the few I need my count so each morning is another privilege to buckle my shoes for another hot day to earn a life were bills seize never to be obviously obvious what chase a man out there start from home a hustler never leaves his family hungry instead he fight to the end fight to the end I can't avoid my people cos they are the God I see the Gift I adore the life I share the write I pen the memories I glow they are the angels of my star no wonder out there I carry them alone no wonder still tonight I can't sleep I keep writing for them I keep thinking for them even miles away from home yet I just can't stop the heart beat for their sake now I understand why I will always fight to the end fight to the end isolate your energy from worries for the world is never meant to be easy it is obvious right in our view so why not get out of shadows left up your head high turn down your fears let it burn along with your worries there is always a good morning no matter how dark is the night yes tell the world I said so if not blame my misery why my pen bleeds again cos am also a victim this pains of survival for sure I wear them too but it burden I refuse to be my obstacle so again I spark another soul to rise and live again never gave up your hope on the hopeless streets of poverty rise like a new sun fight till the end