L.C. Rip - Sink Or Swim [Prod. by Clams Casino]
Why do we gotta fight? Why do we gotta spite?
Why do we gotta bring our peers down to our height
Like dynamite, words explode, and then they're outta sight
Our Mommas taught us well, I know that, still we're not polite
We're far from right... and yet we stay wrong
And it's, not alright... just to hit the bong
Cause it's, a sad song... when you won't last long
Kicked out on the streets, from a place where you belonged
Shoulda studied every cla**, til ya pa**ed, but you chose the gla**
Drinkin all night, sleep in late, while your fam's at ma**
Prayin that you make it, graduate the undercla**
Find a job, and a spouse, and a roof that ain't no underpa**
Cause you're hourgla**?.. that sh** is lookin grim
The sand is fallin fast, the path insides no longer slim
All the lights become dim, harsh waters, to the brim
So in that very last moment, will you sink or will you swim? Uh
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You've gotta swim right out the deep, dont give on up when it gets steep
That's when you look right at your demons, and make sure they see defeat
You've gotta get back on your feet, you've gotta stay up off the streets
You've gotta dedicate yourself cause everybodys got some feats
Go show the world what you can do, and live it up to its potential
Don't just waste away the days, cause all you'll do is go mental
Break it down, fundamentals, bust em out, those credentials
Yeah the tides have been high, but only you can change the levels, uh