| If I had a dollar, for every time they counting me out
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| And my back was up against the wall
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| I could have died but I came out fighting, fighting
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| I could have died but I came out fighting
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| I could have died but I came out fighting
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| I could have died but I came out fighting, fighting
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| With a breast full of lungs, man she ain’t no punch
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| Said he gonna ride on it like a chopper in a trunk
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| Pink ribbon woman, she gone live forever
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| Even though the doctor said she only get a month
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| Said «It's my life, and you only get in once»
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| These flowers smell too. |
| to be living in a.
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| So I finna get it in, and I finna get it crunk
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| And I finna get to living, ey-ey-ey-eyes on remission from the junk
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| Breast cancer can’t hold me back
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| That’s the answer when they told me that
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| It can knock me down, but I’m gon' be back, strong
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| Down for whatever, exceptional and I don’t know how to quit
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| And I never said never, you can have that hair cause real talk bitch
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| I think I look better, let’s do it
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| Fighter, with everything inside her
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| Reporting live from Death Row, drop the charges see you life uh
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| Cellphones and your lighters, need you to put 'em up higher
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| So many candles on her birthday cake, might set the thing on fire
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| If I had a dollar, for every time they counting me out
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| And my back was up against the wall
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| I could have died but I came out fighting, fighting
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| fighting
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| My daddy say he got it in his prostate
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| When I went to see him, he had lost weight
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| Trying to find the words in a lost state, of mind
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| Pictures on the wall that remind
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| Me of the times that we once had
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| Had to take my daughter to see granddad
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| Pop, pop, nothing’s impossible, you never been logical
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| I know what doctor’s do, I know what God can do
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| Abdominal pain, hard to explain
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| For you to get better, it starts in your brain
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| Life ain’t a game, the fight it remains, dance in the rain
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| When it first came, I was like damn
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| Then I start thinkin', then I start praying
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| Spirits went up, count went down
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| You gon' live forever, how you living now
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| Fighter, definition of a rider
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| Got all that ishh about you, with what you got inside ya
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| Cellphones and your lighters, put them things up higher
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| Even when you tired, you keep me inspired
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| If I had a dollar, for every time they counting me out
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| And my back was up against the wall
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| I could have died but I came out fighting, fighting
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| I could have died but I came out fighting
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| I could have died but I came out fighting
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| I could have died but I came out fighting, fighting
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| Went undiagnosed and untreated
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| When they finally found it, told me too far along and he couldn’t beat it
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| But he couldn’t see it, miss me with that dead talk
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| Miss me, my legs walk and my hearts beats and my wife witness
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| So fuck cancer, my life with me, and if I die, it die with me
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| Fighter, with everything inside her
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| Reporting live from Death Row, drop the charges see you life uh
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| Cellphones and your lighters, need you to put 'em up higher
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| So many candles on her birthday cake, might set the thing on fire yeah
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| We must set that thing on fire yeah
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| Set that thing
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| Set that thing
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| Yeah we must set thing on fire
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| Set that thing on fire
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| If I had a dollar, for every time they counting me out
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| And my back was up against the wall
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| I could have died but I came out fighting, fighting (come out fighting)
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| I could have died but I came out fighting
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| I could have died but I came out fighting
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| I could have died but I came out fighting |