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YULTRA
Ya ain't got to be cynical, no I'm not about to fall,
I got my grip on life hard felt in my palm
Did I ever - laugh at your desire - to get your shit heart felt ? I'm not ya fuckin' master !
You say I'm poor and I'm ugly and I'm not worth livin'
While I put up with the shit that you just keep givin'
I say I stand tall, standin' up to y'all
I keep my fist up higher when ya try to shut me down
Ya only see stainless steel while my good shit's pilin' up, risin' up,
give it up, it's time for you to wake it up
I'm not asking no shit from you, trying to make it easier, tryin' to keep it light too
I got my hand on my heart while you cross your fingers
I comprehend whatcha sayin' while you bark me orders
I keep my head up, I keep my hopes up
I think life should be what I think it is !!!
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I'm so alive and soooo... true...
Too bad you'll never know... you
Yeah I'm the solo type, I dig no trigger hype so by the law, ya got the worst case, I face the bitch with wicked-ass technique, I got technology ringing.
Now I'd like to know: What the fuck is wrong with this?
Ya got your ass whipped too but does it make you right ?
Ya got dream-fucked too but does it make you right ?
Ya got ya face slapped too but does it make you right ?
Your weak victimite doesn't make it right !
You say I'm poor and I'm ugly and I'm not worth livin'
While I put up with the shit that you just keep givin'
I say I stand tall, standin' up to y'all
I got my fist up higher than the rest of y'all !!!
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