| How could this ugly world not see my beauty?
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| My strength, my resurrection, rebirth?
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| My God, me and man both come and return to dirt
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| You gained your wings in heaven, I gained my wings on earth
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| I came a long way in my grove
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| Realized beauty in the heart and the soul
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| The worm got a glow that the world don’t know
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| Looking back on the steps that I had to go
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| And the stripes that I earned, it made me bold
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| Came out warm when the world was cold
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| I got my wings and I spread 'em out
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| To cover you with love, I gotta talk about it
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| Gotta change the rider, gotta take the drone
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| That’s where beaty like me belong
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| For the motherland, a mother man
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| Right or wrong and I’m still praying
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| With both hands that you see the butterfly
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| And the caterpillar too and its wings spread
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| I’m a fly chick and I’m righteous
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| My own resurrection taught me what life is
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| Love supreme, worth the fight
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| With a gentle soul, with a brightness
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| We can brighten this dark world
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| Take a flight even if the wind twirls
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| And the day curls, it’s night still
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| I’ma shine bright like the sun feels warm
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| My butterfly came from the storm
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| I got my wings and I kept going on
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| Don’t forget about the night
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| And the chrysalis that kept you warm
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| 'Cause love’s inside
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| Push yourself for the light
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| Show the beauty and the might within
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| Your life’s divine
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme, gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme, gimme, gimme freedom
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| Gimme, gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme, gimme freedom
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| I’ve got paper, I’ve got stakes
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| Crystalizing tokens of memories here
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| In my head, the price has been paid
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| I’ve been dead
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| Sit myself, I can sit myself
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| And what you won’t give my destiny’s made
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| Recover from spew it from hate
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| I’m glad I was made, I’m the happy
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| I remember the day you threw some shots
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| You called me ugly, you threw some rocks
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| Still had to climb though, you put up blocks
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| Rose from the bottom, now I live on top
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| Negativity, I can’t be a prop
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| I can’t be in locks, I’m too free a box
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| Float like a butterfly, big ass shot
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| It’s a process I counted on the clock
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| You’ve couldn’t process my transformation cost
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| The fight, the tears, I still ain’t lost
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| Freedom, I rose despise the
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| Thank God for the wings to my broken heart
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| The boss king makes you
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| Freedom is when you love who you are
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| Where we end ain’t where we start
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| Freedom is when you find a light in the dark, go
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| Don’t forget about the night
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| And the chrysalis that kept you warm
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| 'Cause love’s inside
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| Push yourself for the light
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| Show the beauty and the might within
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| Your life’s divine
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme, gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme, gimme, gimme freedom
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| Gimme, gimme freedom
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| Gimme freedom
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| Gimme, gimme freedom |