Cal - Still I Rise (Snippet)
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Lyrics:
I been slidin’, I been slippin’, I been stressin’ in the kitchen
Tryna flip what I was given into peace without permission
Momma workin’ on the night shift, I was lurkin’ with ambition
Had a burner in my backpack, not a book or a vision
Had a plot with precision, I was young and irrational
Livin’ fast like the dash was all digital
Every step I took felt critical
I was raised on pain and subliminals
I was dreamin' on principle, tryna pivot from pitiful
Twelve on the backstreet, boy like Nick
Tryna get rich, not get caught with a stick
Life was a war, no time for a pick
Just shoot your shot, or sink with the ship
I was this close to not comin’ back
Grew wings from the weight of the pain I packed
Now I rap like my soul in a cul-de-sac
Where the sun don’t shine and the walls just crack, like—
I been sliipin’, sliidin’, tryna hold on to my mind
Demons grippin’, wildin’, they don’t wanna see me climb
I been driftin’, hidin’, runnin’ low on time
Still I spit like I’m chosen, even broke, still I rise
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