Triumph

Verse 1:
10 year old boy single mother 2 black parents
parenthood, slowly substituted by the crack era
momma in the back, eviction notice on tha front door
fightin ova school, because what i see at home she dont know
we got nowhere to live, i ended up on my sistas front porch
damn, she just a kid herself, tryin ta raise her young bro
stripped of any childhood, i quickly learned tha ropes though
misdameanour, burglary, i need ta find tha front do'
fell behind my senior year, cause all i knew is crack sold
same year my son was born, cause all i knew was trap mo'
had another baby out of town i didnt ask fo
same month i got shot, just inches from my backbone
my nigga called him M, and they wont be sendin him back home
reality was checked when i finally made it back home
went and got my diploma, decided to leave that crack 'lone
picked up a pen and pad, now im destined to get my rap on

Chorus:
Struggle, grime, pain, faith, Triumph
focus, drive, game, releif, Triumph

Verse 2:
4 years, 4 kids later down the line
my progression is my profession im doin shows wit a nine
my momma is tryin ta kick it, my sista she doin fine
and im makin my way through life no longer blind
and wait, a minor setback, this supposed to be friend of mine
emptied the clip on me, one night when a friendly fight
turned personal, guess he wouldnt my friend afterall
after a brawl, he hit my 3 times and i wouldnt fall
made it through, wit a blessin, karma wit no confession
beleive em my body armour is made of faith from the heavens
flipped over 5 times, in tha van without a peddle me
escaped without a scratch, dont know what the lord has prepared for me
just last summer was faced with another death to be
MJ's deceased, i love you and may you rest in peace
gun shots rain and got it through my shirt, they were recklessly
im here to send a message that every day is a bless to me

Chorus:
Struggle, grime, pain, faith, Triumph
focus, drive, game, releif, Triumph

verse 3:
and to the present day im so lucky to have my family
strict and with a career lookin solid, for where i planned to be
all o my children love me, concrete, foundation
i steadily rise above every trial and tribulation
my nigga than made it home after 16 straight
wit a sound body sound mind after 16 straight
innocent but neva told afta 16 straight
if i had it id give em a hundred and 16 K
my momma is doin beautiful and this shits great
my pops is a part of my life, now is this shit fate
im takin care of my family, ive since missed days
of a young boy all alone, ive since been saved
glad to give you my struggle, had to share my defiance
glad to give you my pain, im closer than my alliance
got it off my chest, a weight is lifted im flyin
i had to witness tha cheek in order for me to triumph

Chorus:
Struggle, grime, pain, faith, Triumph
focus, drive, game, releif, Triumph

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