Beat The Odds

(album: 6 Kiss - 2009)

Ain't gotta say too much on this

Momma working all day, I'm a pray to God
If I don't make it in the world, please protect my mom
The pressure on a teenage man, I can understand
I just turned twenty myself, the world be a cold place
Yeah, life is real, but ain't nobody see a life you feel
When I write I feel some kind of way that relates to real
So I understand how you feel
I'm a loner too, I'm online just to watch the news
And when I upload, I appreciate the views
Cause you don't gotta watch me, you don't gotta like me
So if you ride with me, shit, I'm riding for life."
I never had nobody that cared except a few close people
Everybody was scared because I didn't know myself
That particular time, that's why I'm always writing rhymes
And speaking my mind

I work every day, it's a common goal
To keep my head right and buy my moms a home
The hustle don't stop, the hustle don't stop
I work every day, it's a common goal
To keep my head right and buy my moms a home!
The hustle don't stop, the hustle don't stop

I failed so many times, I ain't learn the lesson
Hope I'm not an example, hope you really see my message
I do this for my fam and everybody that respect it
But time fly fast and I'm feeling resentment
I don't think I'm at my best I'm moving fifty percent
Five percent, ten, the other thirty five in the pen
My right hand made it if I'm thinking I win
But where I grew up, either you sink or you swim
So it's crabs in the bucket, know you heard that phrase
But everybody got a chance to shower, then praise
So I'm trying to change the old way of thinkin, peep it
Wrote a book 19, I hope that Jesus reads it
A lot of people thought I'm dumb like an underachievement
Cause my grades wasn't good, and I was smoking that reefer
But my mom said son, if you keep believing
You can be anything, just keep on breathing!
And I try to stay clean, but drugs is pain
This is something in my brain since a early age
And I'll never fall off, but this is word to God
Ain't nothing promised in this life, I'm a beat the odds
My momma struggle everyday just to keep her job
And don't nobody understand what I go through daily
So if I'm looking kinda down, just salute the God
And root for me, cause to really tell the truth, it's hard
I'm writing rhymes every day, it's a gift from God
And if you listen to this rap, this is from my heart
Lil B for Lil Boss, I'm a beat the odds
And I'm a do the right thing, be the based-est God