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Whatever It Takes
Lord forgive me of my sins
It just feels like i always lose, never win
Satin weighing in on my shoulders again and again
Day after day, what the hell do I have to do to fit in
Life and love over money, not according to them
Mind full of hate and greed, the devil filling me up with his syringe
I need your help, my sistrens and brethrens
Well, today is where all hatred and jealousy and worries in the world ends
Lord, you need fellow messengers for the world for all the messages that you send
So we as poets listen and give our peers the lessons that you seek
But please listen to me as i speak
We can't do this alone, we are the last of our dying breed
So please, give us the message to others to say out loud how they feel and what they need
Because at this rate, we as the people are starting to give up, we're forcing our selves to bleed
What I'm saying is, poetry is unexplainable, these words and expressions give us lesson and a sign of relief
Poetry gives us a voice and the power to speak
So when they tell me to raise your weapons high, I raise mines even higher
Because my words are my weapons, spit poetry like bullets, so I look,aim,and fire
So lord, at the end of my life, I can't wait for you to open the gates
I just want what's best for my fellow people, put it all at stake
So when i say poetry is a savior, hear me as i say
When you have that motive as a poet, you'll do whatever it takes
