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Climbed to the top of the mountain Peak Everyone around me seems so weak
Inconsistent with their words and falter in their speech
Always takin something from ya: like a leach Tried to cut me off like a sharp pocket knife
Had my ups and downs, thats what i call a life
I'm always in the front: of the race they try to keep up: with a pace
There always behind me: its a chase They will never catch me, without a trace
And their will is so delicate, like a vase. But There efforts are worthless: only a waste
People you think you loved end up spitting in your face,
It's time to take friends and foes and put them in their place.
If some one doesn't stand up and speak out against what's wrong,
Our morals will vanish and in the end be gone, Life isn't fair: so catch your breath,
Keep moving forward: till your death, Take the pain and strive: have the quality
of endurance. To all the tears you cry: i will give you
much condolence. How to know your limits: you have to just
cross them. Tried to find my worries: but i completely
lost them. The grave and it's victory: not here
Death and it's crazy sting: no fear Treat everyone the same: its called consistency.
Work hard to be your best: live with independency. Try to prove them all wrong: relentlessly.
Dream and hope till the end: Contingency. Jump start your life: charge
Make sure to keep your goals: large Try hard in everything: do it excessively.
Don't stop till you get it: obsessively. Live each moment great: high efficiency.
And Pray till it hurts, All Religiously.
Cuttin down all these haters-with a chop All these other rappers- taught
Anything I want- its already bought Take out all the fakers- crop
When the world goes to crap, and your vision becomes unclear,
Just keep moving forward, and don't even shed a tear.
Consider everything a loss: like its nothing Keep your eyes on the cross: always trusting
The wounds might get deeper: its cutting When it feels like all the doors: be shutting
But you can overcome it: a victory Make all the bad things: the history
Realize your all good: we're in reality And know that your truly loved: partiality.
And in the end, when the trump sounds,
and our feet will, be off the ground.
By chains we wont be bound,
and our mortal selves will not be found,
Now think with me, Truly think with me,
How better off, We would be,
If we all just loved, And we all just prayed,
Because by The Lord We were made.
Take these lyrics, Take them to heart,
Give yourself a chance, Play your part.