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My skin could never no curse, no it can'tI wear it like a prom tuxedoI wear my hair as if its the sun and...Each and every dread is a powerful light rayNever wanted things to be in reverse 'causeGod makes waves wise travellers soMy views of this world are ever growingThus ever growing is the way one must view meA soul of conviction unjustly convictedHappy tv commercials and bi-racial showsThe smell of reality still burns my noseNot content until it smells like a roseWhether it's in syle to keep the fightI tread these waters and make my waves yes I doAnd I will fight until my dying dayAnd even after that my ghost resides with prideForward ever backward neverDay by day these trials I trodAlways triumphant never failWe've come too far to turn back nowI won't turn back I moveMy blood is thicker than the waters of any floodHere I am facing the almighty herselfIf she approves then I am savedClear of trouble is the path I paveFor generations to walk and runWhether it's in style to keep the fightI tread these waters and make waves God knowsAnd I will fight until my dying dayAnd even after that my ghost resides with pride From Letras Mania