| I’ve been given nothing
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| All that I have I’ve gotten on my own
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| Ain’t got a pot to piss in
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| I hope one day I’ll reap all I have sown
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| Seen many peers go to the top
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| Still these shallow trenches I call home
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| The system loves to drag me down
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| But time and time again I get back up
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| And I stand tall, my pride is bruised yet I’m content
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| Not all success is measured in dollars and cents
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| I blink my eyes and your fifteen minutes are up
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| As time goes by look who’s still around
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| And to this day I know what I’m talking about
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| To this day I’ve got both feet on the ground
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| To this day I play what I feel in my gut
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| To this day I bow down to no one
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| To this day
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| I’ve been working so long
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| And still the break I need hasn’t showed up
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| Sometimes I feel like giving in
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| But something tells me I still ain’t had enough
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| I try and try and try again
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| To finally gain the status I deserve
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| Rejection fuels the fire
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| So set my soul ablaze and watch me burn
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| In this corporate world the hype and image make me sick
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| When it’s for real the fame and money don’t mean shit |
| I blink my eyes and your fifteen minutes are up
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| As time goes by look who’s still around |