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Uplifting

The money, a sad face without it Fame, its making us trade places I don't think it would ever be changes Still races faces My attitude now, got me walking alone Because I stand up for what I believe Also whats mine If I was right or wrong I still remain strong Life is full of these playahatas But I ain't sweating them Now all my enemies envy me But why its always a she But awkardly a he To me I wonder if life worth living Someone always there to bring you down Then I ask myself is there really a reason to clown Thats why I see most people as distinct strangers They come in your life and one mistake They mess up your whole world I know the world is cold Some kind of way I gotta stay holding on But everybody always trying to put one down Its mainly the blacks Im not here to hurt nobody You only live once Because everybody won't speak the truth So basically everyone has lived a lie Some nights I cry Maybe because I don't know if I could try Try and deal with pain the strain, the ache of my heart These words that you write me down in history Like Maya Angelou says: "You may write me down in history with your bitter twisted lies You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise." Even though you may bring me down I'm still like the sun, the shooting stars, even the stars in the sky I'm still going to have my time to shine D--n, can I get some peace Well when all this suffering will cease I don't know For all you haters You read what you sew And always note that What goes around, comes around Cause while Im living up to my dreams You are just a shadow of my life thats trying to bring me down

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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