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Theres more to life than gettin leg up, and foot in the doorI mean id love more money, hey wouldn’t we allbut putting cash over loved ones couldn’t be moreI could be flat broke and still wouldn’t be poorand as for all the hard times that I guess should hurtI don’t skip a beat still put my best foot firstwish I could talk about my fam but it wouldn’t of workedcause when a loves that strong, cant be put into wordsso I dedicate this, better songs, better grades, tryna be a better son, better brother, better mateand ive learnt from mistakes, and I don’t know what I ambut a part of thats knowin what u aint, and I aint ever put a dude downjust for tryna catch his break, never gave him based on the wage,don’t ever say I did it any other way, then my own way, at my own pace,with my own wrong turns, no breaks, said im gonna be somebodyknowin no one can stop methey can say what they say just watch meand when I get there, you’ll knowAnd high school wasn’t for me much, nahmost of my teachers swore I was fuckedbut then a couple had faith in me, helped me back up,ill probably never quite thank em enough, but thanks to them I be steppin on stage at my graduation,long way from walkin train tracks from the stationLetras de cancionesridin the 405 flinders street, in amazement at the spray painter hand control,dedication displayed on the walls, in dispute of its name, its art form, till I tried and wasn’t able at all, hahI still wonder how graffiti goes under, when naked little girls go on magazine coversokay, but I grew up and now im almost 6 feet, no more fucking around,its uni courses and beatsand whats important to me is my family tree, and now knowing whatever will be, will besaid im gonna be somebody,knowin no one can stop me, they can say what they say just watch me, and when I get there you’ll knowthanks to the love you gave me, the road up ahead don’t phase melook how far we come, its crazy, and when I get thereyou’ll know, you’ll knowso, I live with aims to make the most of the when, I know, that we’ll never have this moment againheadphones on my head, boardshorts on my legs,cigarettes note pad and a pengoin back to them lunch smokes, weekend binges with my kinin my full blue jeans when my fringe is to my chineven before that, barely finished bein kids, when we’d give shit to the girls we interested in, hahand blew up soda bombs to keep us entertainedand when I kept my cigarettes in my pencil casecouldn’t wait to leave sick till September camecountin 7, tickin days off the calendar again, and some mates went astray, I love em but things changebut what can I say things change, you lay in the bed you makeand im tryna make mine a king, but lifes now, so I slow down, and take it all insaid im gonna be somebody, knowin no one can stop methey can say what they say just watch meand when I get there you’ll knowthanks to the love you gave me, the road up ahead don’t phase melook how far we’ve come its crazy, and when I get there,you’ll know, you’ll know From Letras Mania