motivation

I want you to know just how i am,
and i want you to seen just how i stand,
I'm tired of thinkin that i am destined to the backhand 
open up your eyes, understand the real lie,
and i always got fire burnin up my eyes,
stubbornness got the better of me and my life,
and blood got the better of your jaw and my face,
all the shit i embraced,
all the woman that got disgrace,
and to make it all worse i aint got a hard life i am even in the right race,
destroy your brain cuz life will always be a true story,
and only at the end will you discover your glory,
so until then I'm gonna push harder than hard,
work on a life and avoid the hard bar,
just take a look at my scars and you best believe I'll become a star,
dont worry one bit because I'll stay true, and never touch that cigar,


(chorus)
There always a black cloud,
I always gon act wild,
my life is versatile,
baby dont cry just put on a smile, 
and just live all the while,
Hornby Island is our style,
same walk just another mile,
same phone just a different dial,


illegitimate child,
so maybe I'm crazy,
Or maybe we got lost in some moments we can remember, 
or in a poem no one would come to understand,
Either way just wake me up when we come to december,
I need to hear your voice but it seems to be falling,
I'm fallin down the same hole but i can hear you calling,
i guess we got lost somewhere in the darkness,
I hope you can hear my call or at least my lisp,
and i know its hard but push down the wall so crisp,
after all,
you take five i take five and i'll meet you on the other side of bliss,
or should i breeze past,
jump out in a ski-mask,
and rob everybody let the police take me away just to see what they would ask,
response with sorry sir but like my life is my own task,
and oh yeah..
i still need my mask.


(chorus)
There always a black cloud,
I always gon act wild,
my life is versatile,
baby dont cry just put on a smile, 
and just live all the while,
Hornby Island is our style,
same walk just another mile,
same phone just a different dial,


I need to make this decision,
to correct my vision,
or let you get the better of me like tax evasion,
let me remind you of my bud,
parents just split up and and to make it all worse his Asian,
so on occasion,
he rappin in his bedroom tryin slay em'
couldn't make it so he:
Hit up the thugs,
tried out some drugs,
all he needs is some hugs,
and somebody to motivate him,
get back in school and put in the plugs,