Strange, living with a name
They get the best of me
But I will walk away
I don't complain
Not that much today
But they can test me
And I get beat in the face
But there they go
I'mma hit the road
And what would I care
I like goin nowhere
I got the rain
The curb's always made of
And make a play folks
So I know I'mma show
It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It's my role
It's my soul
Pearl necklace sits a girl
She knows the pretty thing
I ain't seekin to have a safety say
If I don't get this out of me
I might quite easily
End up dead or just mad
Cross my “T''s
Try to dot my “I”'s
But that's just blind of me
I ain't livin that way
I roll my sleeves
And make a better man of me
I might easily just give up on the show
It's my show
It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It's my role
It's my show
I must show
It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It's my role
It's my show
It's my show
It's my show
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