They tell me I couldn't make it
That all my race does it fake it.
But together we'll prove them wrong
Before us they;
strived and reached
With powerful motivation and dedication
Blood, sweat, and tears
Created a race that'll stand strong
Against all odds
And prevail.
Back in the day
The rhyme went "words will never hurt me"
So steady, tall, and proud I'll face them.
I'll let them talk
But I'll devastate them
Leave them quiet in my path.
Success flows in my veins
Pumping our hearts,
Forming the only incentive we need,
The will to push ourselves.
Don't ever let words derive you
Always let them prescribe you
With all the medication
You need for strength and harmony.