| I got broken wings
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| I keep dyin', keep tryn'
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| No, I won’t give up
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| Oh I’m flyin', I’m flyin'
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| I got broken wings
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| I keep dyin', keep tryn'
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| No, I won’t give up
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| Oh I’m flyin', I’m flyin'
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| I got broken wings
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| I keep dyin', keep tryn'
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| No, I won’t give up
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| Oh I’m flyin', I’m flyin'
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| I got broken wings, but I’m still flyin'
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| With a loss of faith, and I’m still tryin'
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| Got stereotype, radios turn me down
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| Cause I won’t turn up on the mic
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| I’d rather rap about my life
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| And give advice to someone
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| Who’s about to give up on life
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| That’s real, and fuck how you feel
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| Independent, cause I don’t need a deal
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| Picked up the mic and I put down the pills
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| Picked up the vibes
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| They don’t care how you feel
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| Remember my Grandpa passed away
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| And it killed, my Dad
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| I saw life isn’t promised, so i made a promise
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| That I’ll pursuit my dreams
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| No matter how they feel
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| They said that I can’t
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| Took out the T into a T
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| I killed it
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| Made sacrifices, always workin' O. T
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| When they call in, I will fill in
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| All eyes on me when
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| I decide to step in the buildin'
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| Fuck that radio music you listen to
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| I spit that real shit
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| In high school I was unpopular
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| Never fit in with the cool kids
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| They were busy partyin'
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| And makin' a bunch of excuses
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| I sat home, buildin' my craft
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| I had a dream, I’m pursuin'
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| It’s hard to have these hopes and dreams
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| Especially when I got
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| I got broken wings
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| I keep dyin', keep tryn'
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| No, I won’t give up
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| Oh I’m flyin', I’m flyin'
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| I got broken wings
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| I keep dyin', keep tryn'
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| No, I won’t give up
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| Oh I’m flyin', I’m flyin'
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| You don’t have to relate to me
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| You don’t have to have hate for me
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| You don’t have words to say to me
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| You don’t even have to pray for me
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| Do you
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| Cause I’ll do me
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| Until the day that I’m through
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| 'Member back then
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| Back-stabbin' friends told me to not to
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| 'Member they said that if you need me then I got you
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| When I needed you most, you were a ghost
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| And you left me feelin' empty
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| And then I lost hope
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| You want me to fight, how can I cope
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| Slowly realizing my friends come and go
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| Findin' myself at the end of the road
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| I’m dyin' inside but live like I won’t
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| The time is getting closer
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| And those beneath me are getting farther
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| Everyday I’m growin' older
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| I see that I’m not a part of society
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| They’re eyeing me
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| Dyin' for me to fall apart
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| Cause I have a chance and they missed theirs
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| Cause I’m workin' harder
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| I was apart of the kids at school
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| Askin' why don’t they like us
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| It’s like we don’t exist
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| We’re there, but they do not mind us
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| I’m a little mental
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| It’s okay to dream while you are mind fucked
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| Spreadin' both of my wings
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| I wanna fly but
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| I got broken wings
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| I keep dyin', keep tryn'
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| No, I won’t give up
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| Oh I’m flyin', I’m flyin'
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| I got broken wings
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| I keep dyin', keep tryn'
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| No, I won’t give up
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| Oh I’m flyin', I’m flyin'
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| I got broken wings
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| I keep dyin', keep tryn'
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| No, I won’t give up
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| Oh I’m flyin', I’m flyin'
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| I got broken wings
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| I keep dyin', keep tryn'
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| No, I won’t give up
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| Oh I’m flyin', I’m flyin'
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| I got broken wings
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| I keep dyin', keep tryn'
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| No, I won’t give up
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| Oh I’m flyin', I’m flyin' |