No one will stand to raise up high
From a bottom from your bleeding knees
Kill that dreams breathe in
Outcast without any means of
Livelihood sometimes even without
Scraps of food darn it all
Some peoples to small for most
Theys hit you so respond by hitting twice
This worldt mean to win
Hearts the time to pay the price
Not by papers by your own real life
Court of honor: whos so unexpected
Now youre ragged
There is only our actions
That define us and our station
Dash the hopes of success
Lose the chance of the win
Nothing belongs to us
It is heart that makes man rich and proud
The more you have the more you want
In chase of wealth you become lost
Value of life is not wants but right to make choice
Running
Away from
Starvation
Privation
Makes stronger will to live
And striving for success and for wealth

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