Priceless
• Written by TheJ-O-K-E-R
Priceless
Uhhh......Me and me alone, speak on behalf of those, who dream of getting gold, but thats on hold, we grab and choke,
this chance which was planned ahead, instead, it went to my muthafucking head,
They say first impressions are critical, you too good cant keep it at a minimal, you go hard from the start listen up,
Jealousy and hatred lives in all of us, thinking everyone has a heart like yours is where you fucking up,
Dollar signs is always in our eyes we not unique, I mean,
Who wouldnt jump at the opportunity to make cash, the difference between you and me is in order for me to take that,
I must remind myself where Im from, get a whole loaf of bread and give others crumbs, even if they wouldnt do the same there isnt enough,
Good hearted people around to be a reminder, we keep getting put down but Im not tired, I must be Destiny's Child since Im a survivor,
From getting knocked down to standing tall, ask me whats holding me back I should say nothing at all,
Uhh
It amazes me the human body is a gadget, It can heal a wound but feelings are a hazard,
Fear and love are the most powerful emotions, when things get personal the commotion, is explosive, just imagine that when you go from poor to rich,
Or rich to poor whats the first thing youll do?, I cant answer that right now Im still trying to make moves, if I control my destiny than I know what I choose,
No worries or stress that shit is priceless, Im that muthafucka with the nicest, wisest,
Style youll ever hear or come across, the only loss,
Im trying to encounter is when Im spending money, thats the mindest I find pretty damn funny, like buddy,
The only thing priceless is to witness someone who is on a high horse, fall face first on the dirt with tremendous force,
One important lesson we all forget, that signifies the beginning of the end,
The Pawn can still kill a King
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TheJ-O-K-E-R
Member since April 25 2015