beatingAllOdds
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Since being a young boy in the hood
My life has never been good
Gunshots at night and standing under streetlights
I told my self I shall rise
If I put in hard work there should be a prize
Since being a young boy in the hood
My life has never been good
Gunshots at night and standing under streets lights
I told my self I shall rise
If i put in hard work there should be a prize
