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I'm just trying to find my purpose Isn't that the theory behind what our time here is? And when I leave here let it be with no fear. Not on my knees begging please, But on my feet like a beast! This is me. Here I am. Hear me ROAR. Watch me soar. See me fly. Or pass me by. I don't have time for the negative, It's draining mental sedative. I need that progressive **** Sapiosexual. Heavy Mentalist. Learn not to speak when you should listen Like when your creep'n at the corner and your mom's in the kitchen. Drop'n that real knowledge The kinda stuff they didn't teach in college. Facts I'll keep with me for life Because somehow I didn't know what she ment but I knew she was right. Yeah yeah, mom was right. She said **** ain't easy and **** gets tight. You gottah learn to roll with the punches Follow your hunches. Do what make you happy even if that means excessive fat jeans. (Eat, eat) Let them call your hair ***** Because little do they know tangled in these curls Is a good *** leave in conditioner, And the heart of a girl Who's as strong as her locs Who just doesn't know when to stop. Who isn't afraid to top rock, knock down her obstacles. Hulk ****** clear vision Though I'll be honest, Sometimes I don't know what to seek It always seems to be hiding. But I know, what ever it is I'll be sure to find it.
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 6:08 PM UTC
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I'm just trying to find my purpose Isn't that the theory behind what our time here is? And when I leave here let it be with no fear. Not on my knees begging please, But on my feet like a beast! This is me. Here I am. Hear me ROAR. Watch me soar. See me fly. Or pass me by. I don't have time for the negative, It's draining mental sedative. I need that progressive **** Sapiosexual. Heavy Mentalist. Learn not to speak when you should listen Like when your creep'n at the corner and your mom's in the kitchen. Drop'n that real knowledge The kinda stuff they didn't teach in college. Facts I'll keep with me for life Because somehow I didn't know what she ment but I knew she was right. Yeah yeah, mom was right. She said **** ain't easy and **** gets tight. You gottah learn to roll with the punches Follow your hunches. Do what make you happy even if that means excessive fat jeans. (Eat, eat) Let them call your hair ***** Because little do they know tangled in these curls Is a good *** leave in conditioner, And the heart of a girl Who's as strong as her locs Who just doesn't know when to stop. Who isn't afraid to top rock, knock down her obstacles. Hulk ****** clear vision Though I'll be honest, Sometimes I don't know what to seek It always seems to be hiding. But I know, what ever it is I'll be sure to find it.
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 6:08 PM UTC
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