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Don't Let Life Bring You Down


(poems go here) This shit is plain out stressing me out Let me take a second to explain what it’s about I currently attend a life where the tests are hard So the grades I have is dropping on my report card I’m trying my best, but your best only goes but so far Sometimes I just feel like hoping in my car And just drive, hoping it'll take me elsewhere Cause I just can’t seem to stand it here I’m traveling down a road that I can’t help but to fear Now it’s got me thinking why do I even care? Hook: Don’t let life keep you down Killing you softly, without even making a sound But before you hit the ground, just think of this rhyme Cause to me man, breath, you still got time. I mean seriously, why does it give me some concern Why can’t I do the usher and just let it burn But instead I give it control, and I give it a turn And time after time it’s nothing good that I learn Cause all this time I’ve been in the passenger seat Always taking shit, and being burned by life's scorching heat But it’s time to put this tune to a whole new beat But man I’m unsure if it’s too big of a leap Hook: Don’t let life keep you down Killing you softly, not making a sound But before you hit the ground, just think of this rhyme Because to me man, you still got time. These thoughts I wonder as I slowly become the driver So far so good, because sooner or later I know I will expire And this is only because everyone’s life is on a timer And the only ones that survive are the ones that are fighters. As I start to take control, son I’m driving now No more will I let life take me downtown Hook: Don’t let life keep you down Killing you softly, not making a sound But before you hit the ground, just think of this rhyme Because to me man, you still got time. Everyone in the glorious NYC Now here’s the morale of this story I’ve been through a lot of shit so just take it from me Do what you do, and be what you are And do better than your best and you will see If you’re a he, a she, don’t quit, never leave. Cause things will most likely turn in your favor Cause no matter what, nothing is written in paper No one but you is in control of your destiny Don’t get me wrong, you will regret living worry-free And be blinded by life's numerous ecstasies But again don't let anything hold you down Cause in your life, YOU should be the one that’s crowned.
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stress needs to go away.
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