Round 2 has failed but I'm up on the 3rd
Standin' on my feet against words of the world
Up in tha final round, take the blow or the belt
Fight with no strength but the belief that's left
Everyone's eyein and laughin' but I ain't a failure
I'm the underdog here, who's learnt to wipe his own tear
I'd rise thru my darkness but to the doubters I'd state
Remember you ain't the one fillin' food on my plate
And I won't be a tenant to your word-cage
Capable of putting my bricks together and tunnel my escape.
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