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Strive 2

Life is hard, tough, rough, like a brilo-pad Growing up, street smart was all I had I had no choice but to turn to the hood It's difficult trying to change for the good What do you do when there's nowhere to turn? Before you decide, look back, what did you learn? Out-of-control, like an untamed beast If I should fall, I'm gon' rise like yeast Got the game in submission, fools better tap-out On the road to success, ya'll on a different route I'm shootin' up haters, more than a heroin addict Ain't talking 'bout electricity, but it helps prevent static Like a ship's anchor, I'm gon' hold it down No matter the outcome, I'ma' stand my ground I tried turning right, but end up going left Already living in hell, so what's worst after death Fast life, gotta' slow down, like I'm in a school zone Made amends with people I ripped off, like clothes being sown Searching life's meaning, can't find it in the dictionary Gotta' change, or end up caged like a canary Got a pocket full of green, like a bowl filled with lettuce Satisfied, 'bout to end my run, so roll-the-credits

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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