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Yo, He tries to stay positive, livin in a dead town,
He can't keep his head up, he has to keep his head down
He only sees ahead now, the loneliness has left
and he's focused and he's over being left out.
He don't need anyone now,
He's givin everythin now,
Look in his eyes and see it's evident noww,
When he, told himself he would never be left in the
ground,
for those who told he would never be anythin now,
he's known what he wants want he grows up,
he'll do anything it takes, cuz it means so much
and it's his ego tellin him he sees no love, but now he
sees it's irrelevant,
he needs noone.
But see. As he's chasing up the outlineee,
He found a plane he created to take him from the
downtimee,
and as he wait for it to land, when he makes it up to
cloud 9,
all he's gona say is it's about time.
Now that I'm all inn, I hear em calling up again.
(calling up)
I knew the momenttt that I was flyingg, I'd be theree,
calling up.
And from the start though, they always tryed to single
him out,
It was hard though,
It almost started bringing him down
and now he laughs at the temps it's always peaking him
out but now they can't,
he ain't listening now.( he ain't listening now)
They use to hit him, it would shit him so he'd fight
back,
and then he stopped once he figured out thy liked that.
He knows exactly what it's like to be the underdog,
words had led him thinking an surprised him at the
fucking top
and now they got him, he's backedd in a corner, he's
trapped
but if he starts to relaxx he's a goner.
In fact, he doesn't wanna be that kid at all,
an they talk, but now he doesn't hear that any longer.
He's fighting to make a million,
Hiding away and feeling
He's trying to make a killing but he's dying to make a
living
And now he's knowing it's a state of mind,
hoping in his day and time maybe he's finding that
place within him
Now that I'm all inn, I hear em calling up again.
(calling up)
I knew the momenttt that I was flyingg, I'd be theree,
calling up.
And he sees the big picture, what's the point in being
narrow minded?
The ladders high, but he's knowing that he has to climb
it.
All the shit he's sacrificed, knowing what he has
inside,
he's ready and he doesn't need a map to find it.
It's the muscle in his chest that he's pumping all the
blood until he's dead,
knowing nothing will be left.
And he can't let it go, it's hard to let it be.
And you can call it pride, but he can't accept defeat.
And this for those who ain't got no voice,
it ain't whether he can do it yo, he's got no choice
Now he's got his armour on, and they cannot stop him
shoot what they want to, watch the bullets bounce of
him.
He finds it funny now that people had doubted him,
have a look and you'll see that they're around again,
because they know now (they know now)
they see him just standing in the corner with a smile
as it goes down.
Now that I'm all inn, I hear em calling up again.
(calling up)
I knew the momenttt that I was flyingg, I'd be theree,
calling up