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Inside the Mind of Martin Luther King Jr.


Sometimes I wish I could get out of this sh*t But I will never quit, no matter how hard the hit Even when I strike the ground-I will always rebound And strike back with my pound Until Martin King I am crowned- my name will once be renowned. I feel so misunderstood For all I mean is good If it could I would change, the past I would rearrange But we can’t live in regret, so don’t break a sweat Learn from your mistakes Up all the stakes and don’t settle for less We’ve got to confess there are dreams we posses that we want to achieve I just have to believe that my hopes I will receive For me I just want to succeed and be happy indeed A haters going to hate but they don’t determine my fate In the palms of my hand, my future looks grand I will soon be able to roll my own dice, and name my own price Better stay out of my way Cause I’m on the prey And I’m going hard so I recommend that you put up your guard Sometimes my dreams have never felt so far Just remember stay motivated and on the balls of your feet Ready for anything even a wall of concrete Never give up- Ever Things will only get better Working hard it will take for these dreams to awake And become a reality
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