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From where they sell product
A product of hard work nothing to do with luck
I've seen man go from shottin' and shooting' to shooting up
That's life living on them estates
Could have been us if we never learned from their mistakes
What would it take to kill a man
If I walk away am I still a man
Aint the man in the fight though
Its the fight in the man
So much fight in me in frightens me,
Had to accept I'm the man I am not the man I'd like to be
A work in progress,
each foot forward is progress
No matter how little the progress
its still progress, I'm progressing
Fuck a top five if I get no mention
Life can get turbulent even when you ain't flying
Took my finger off the pulse cause the game was dying
No lying loud here, only lyin' round here is a lie in
Been a while since I had a lie in still but I'm a lion still
You don't wanna hear the lion roar, raw like iron oar
You aint a lion, you're lying what are you lying for
Aint worth living for if it aint worth dying for
Lately I keep having dejavu, its as if I've lived this life before
As far as crying, I thought the river had run dry,
But I find myself crying more
So much madness in my life half the time,
That I don't know what I'm crying for, but I'm crying still
All the weight on me,
An you wonder why I make you weight on me,
Cause life real fuck a rhyme,
And like my great nan said, nothing before its time
Nothing before its time
Nothing before its time, nothing before its
I can't explain it, its just a feeling when the air's right
I could fight fair, still wouldn't be a fair fight
Your clique ain't tight if it ain't air tight
People can say what they like,
About me its their right
Fuck twitter fingers I'd never be their type
I pushed keys, they push keys on keyboards
And rap along to songs about re-boars and four-fives's - more lies