winning
when you free nothing is better to know that u won
im giving in because this is sucess
im just borrowing it like a dollar that got stolen
chip on my shoulder i look back just to get bye
im possed by the winner in me cause im slippin
but i gotta get back up, i want it more then respect,
money,and power winning is just my average key
im ready to open my gates
and to tell god let me in because you made
winners.
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