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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