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A'int rattling no coins,


A'int rattling no coins,

I'm workin', I'm on my way.

Not on display like some toddler, 

Gon' make someone proud today.

 

Dancin' in the fire like a greedy moth,

I'll take the heat, I'll eat the flame, 

Not skippin' a single step,

I will be my own angel, in my own way.

 

Reject me as I am,

I will grow to be better.

Don't matter how many interviews,

I'll get that damn acception letter.

 

I'll get off these here streets,

You'll be wishing I knew your name.

I'll work skin to bone,

And when I walk out that door, it will be to your dismay.

 

 

 

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