DJ Daggerz - "Stamina" lyrics

[Chorus: DJ Daggerz] [Chorus: DJ Daggerz] Look what life done handed ya// This about you standing up// This about you manning up// This about ya stamina// This about ya, bout ya, bout yo stamina// Look what life done handed ya// This about you standing up// This about you manning up// This about ya stamina// This about ya, bout ya, bout yo stamina// [Verse 1: DJ Daggerz] Dealing with life like a deck of cards// Playing the hand I was dealt with from the start// No books for a n***a like, me to call// Sorting out suits, just for a f**ing job// Standing tall, with no growth spur all// Putting my foot down, toes never curled, nah// Made my bed only to lay in it, them comforts warm// From where stray bullets nailed 2Pac posters on my wall, ugh// Many call me a youngin' with an old soul// Five, had my first beer with the old folks// Endless memories sh**, more than you'll ever know// A n***a got a fly mouth that's why the zippers broke oh// My heart always beat'd different, that murmur it be kicking// That sympathy for women, so I don't want none given// Working till sweat dripping, flexing till muscles ripping// Yearly kind of k**ing, don't owe nobody, don't forget it// [Chorus: DJ Daggerz] Look what life done handed ya// This about you standing up// This about you manning up// This about ya stamina// This about ya, bout ya, bout yo stamina// Look what life done handed ya// This about you standing up// This about you manning up// This about ya stamina// This about ya, bout ya, bout yo stamina// [Verse 2: DJ Daggerz] I've done talked about the hardships, let's talk about the progress// It's a lifetime process, overwhelming take it all in// Never crawling, but I retraced my steps// Caught myself following a drug lords foot prints// Forgive me Lord I've sinned, palms full of psalms, burying my face again// But then again, I'm bold and daring, on the come up, where's the leverage?// These issues I'm addressing, yall thinking it's a message, check it// Pick up the pace you running in place, you running away, you running to chase// Tuck and tie each lace, for cheese on this rat race// But, who I'm I to say I'm just Dante'// Pushing every day, don't owe nobody make em' pay// Copyright © 2015 Z.E.N.Publishing. All Rights Reserved