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I, wish I, was strong enough, |
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To lift, not one, but both of us, |
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Someday I will be strong enough, |
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To lift, not one, but both of us, |
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Uh, ever thought about losin' it, |
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when your money's all gone and you lose your whip, |
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you might lose your grip, |
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when the landlord tell ya that you're due for rent, |
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and the grass so green on the other side, |
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make a nigga wanna run straight through the fence, |
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open up the fridge 'bout twenty times, |
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but you still can't find no food in it, that's foolishness, |
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and sometimes i wonder, |
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why we care so much about the way we look, |
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and the way we talk, and the way we act, |
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and the clothes we bought, how much that cost, |
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does it even really matter, |
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'cause if life is an up hill battle, |
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we all tryna climb wit the same old ladder, |
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and the same boat, with the same old paddle, |
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why so shallow? I'm just askin' |
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what's the pattern, to the madness, |
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everybody ain't a number one draft pick, |
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most of us ain't Hollywood actors, |
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but if it's all for one, and one for all, |
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then maybe one day, we all could ball, |
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do it one time for the underdogs, |
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sincerely yours, from one of y'all, |
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I, wish I, was strong |
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To lift, not one, but both of us, |
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Someday I will be strong enough, |
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To lift, not one, but both of us, |
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I can feel your pain, i can feel your struggle, |
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you just wanna live, but everythings so low, |
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that you could drown in a puddle, |
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that's why i gotta hold us up, yeah hold us up, |
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for all the times no one ever spoke for us, |
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to every single time that they play this song, |
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you can say that's what bobby ray wrote for us, |
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when the tides get too high, |
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and the sea up underneath gets so deep, |
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and you feel like you're just another person gettin' lost in the crowd, |
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way up high in the nose bleeds, uh |
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'cause we both been there, yeah both of us, |
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but we still stand tall with our shoulders up, |
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and even though we're always against the odds, |
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these are the things that have molded us, |
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and if life hadn't chosen us, |
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sometimes i wonder where i would've wound up, |
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if it was up to me, I'd make a new blueprint, |
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then build it from the ground up, hey, |
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but if it's all for one, and one for all, |
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then maybe one day, we all could ball, |
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do it one time for the underdogs, |
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from bobby ray, to all of y'all, |
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I, wish I, was strong enough, |
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To lift, not one, but both of us, |
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Someday I will be strong enough, |
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To lift, not one, but both of us |
